Vodka and Cherries
Jun. 10th, 2012 07:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Yesterday was the first day off in nearly two months during which it didn't rain, so although it was slightly too hot we all sat out on the balcony with a bowl of cherries, a bowl of ice, and a new bottle of Icelandic vodka. I regret to say it was not as fine as Crystal Head Vodka, with which we are all still infatuated, two years in, despite not liking vodka. This Icelandic vodka was nevertheless enjoyable with fresh mint and cherries and ice, and a bit of the purple basil, which is beginning to flower. We have decided not to harvest the broccoli, because we like looking over and seeing the broccoli.
Slush read a couple of scripts for a Women in Film screenplay competition, and neither was a movie I would want to see, but more notably one of them took a decidedly dim view of women and of female sexuality. Wonder what the thinking was when submitting it to this competition, which requires a fee. (As many do screenplay competitions, which shrivels my little writerly heart, especially when I know the judges, such as myself, are often not paid. There's really no excuse. It's a bit like throwing a BYOB party with an open mic and then charging admission. I have avoided going to or participating in these things, even at times when I'd be happy to spend the suggested amount of money for a good night out, because there's something very unkind about them.)
I understand the purpose of a fundraiser, and working free, as I am doing, to raise funds for an organization I support, but less so when the money comes from the very people the mission of the organization is intended to help. (I also don't play state lottos. Let's get the poor to pay for social services to the poor! Hooray!) Bad form. Bit of a head-scratcher. At least I feel better about it having read a strongly patriarchal script. (I think it thought it was subverting patriarchy, but alas. O Tricksome Patriarchy.)
Added to the pile of projects I don't have time for but keep scribbling on anyway: a five-act blank verse tragedy about Fritz and Clara Haber and the invention of chemical warfare. The things I could get done if someone would give me a fellowship (and having spent most of my adult life without a day job, I can say that I do continue to be productive when given the time to be productive; none of that rot about how my productivity would suddenly dry up and isn't it ironic) if I had time to do things like apply for fellowships.
Slush read a couple of scripts for a Women in Film screenplay competition, and neither was a movie I would want to see, but more notably one of them took a decidedly dim view of women and of female sexuality. Wonder what the thinking was when submitting it to this competition, which requires a fee. (As many do screenplay competitions, which shrivels my little writerly heart, especially when I know the judges, such as myself, are often not paid. There's really no excuse. It's a bit like throwing a BYOB party with an open mic and then charging admission. I have avoided going to or participating in these things, even at times when I'd be happy to spend the suggested amount of money for a good night out, because there's something very unkind about them.)
I understand the purpose of a fundraiser, and working free, as I am doing, to raise funds for an organization I support, but less so when the money comes from the very people the mission of the organization is intended to help. (I also don't play state lottos. Let's get the poor to pay for social services to the poor! Hooray!) Bad form. Bit of a head-scratcher. At least I feel better about it having read a strongly patriarchal script. (I think it thought it was subverting patriarchy, but alas. O Tricksome Patriarchy.)
Added to the pile of projects I don't have time for but keep scribbling on anyway: a five-act blank verse tragedy about Fritz and Clara Haber and the invention of chemical warfare. The things I could get done if someone would give me a fellowship (and having spent most of my adult life without a day job, I can say that I do continue to be productive when given the time to be productive; none of that rot about how my productivity would suddenly dry up and isn't it ironic) if I had time to do things like apply for fellowships.