To those of you asking whether I managed to take some time off from writing this weekend – the answer is “Yes!”. I set aside my laptop for a few hours on Saturday so that I could clear out my storage locker, moving my toys into the spare bedroom. And by “toys” you’re no doubt assuming some manly tools or cool tech – but no. I’m am literally referring to TOYS –
Note they’re almost all super-villains.
This past Christmas, my mother wondered whether I had gotten around to purchasing a spare bedroom for the guest room. When I told her I had not – and wasn’t planning to – she was very disappointed. What if she came to town? =Where would she stay? I informed her that we’re right next to one of Toronto’s best hotels and that I would happily put her up if she ever decided to visit. THAT did not go over well. She was offended.
Mom: Whenever you come to town, you prefer to stay here with me instead of at some hotel.
Me: No, I’d actually prefer to stay at a hotel.
Mom: You don’t mean that.
I don’t know. It’s an old-fashioned European thing I’m thinking. But I don’t want to seem like an ungrateful ingrate. So maybe we can find a compromise. I can continue to use my guest room for storage and just find a bed slim enough to slide in here –
What’s slightly smaller than a single?
Today, I leave you with another page from the Stargate: Extinction script, and one of my favorite scenes in the planned movie – Sheppard does Iron Man!