Sunday, March 27, 2005

i heard there was a secret chord . . .


a story of two guys named david d:

Well i guess there's no going back . . .
david dark advertised my blog at the deeply invigorating and encouraging sarahmasen.com message board - hit the title above to view it. easter resolution is to hit the site daily as well as blog something here. at that site you will find info on david's books. go! read! as a result of david's promotional activity, i received a comment from the homelessguy. i don't think he knows this but i sleep each night with one of kevin's photographic pieces hanging right beside my head.

thanks for the encouragement david.

and regarding encouragement, this time to another david d, in trying to think of how to express the ridiculous surprise of this redemptive day it seemed appropriate to share the following. past couple of weeks i've been checking out the david duchovny's blog at the lion's gate site. after considerable humming and hawing i posted a comment. only those that know me personally will know the significance of this and to those who do i'll say - as soon as i'm back to working only one job (two weeks or so), i'm gonna hit the ground running with the book. no more arsing about with writer's block. michael actually shouted at me the other week in a fit of spousal frustration that i should be writing, and so shocked was that he raised his voice and gesticulated wildly at his desire to see me put pen to paper that i'm gonna do it if only to reduce his blood pressure. i'll keep ya posted on the progress. (secret dream scenario - i get to interview both dd's for the book)

so anyway, where was i. yes: the other dd. so reading his blog there were some remarkable and beautiful thoughts therein and so what better to do than throw some encouragement his way. having chatted with my screenplay writing buddy Alfred, i was struck time and again by the awesome bravery and vulnerabilty of making a film where you want to say something of worth and real value. so at this page, buried in amongst the reams of giggling blushing girlie cheese a little over half way down the page is a little bit of buechner-inspired encouragment, complete with those annoying format gliches. my post. to dd. it was posting this that required me to create a blog myself. i'm pretty sure somewhere in the post you'll find a sarah masen lyric. sometimes you've just gotta be brave.

Off to bake bread for tonight's ikon ::The Third Mile::
Following on from last month's ::Queer:: and the commitment to be bubble wrap to one another in commmunity, we're exploring Love as an extravagant and excessive act of will.

i did my best, it wasn't much
i couldn't feel but i tried to touch
i've told the truth, i didn't come to fool ya
and even though it all went wrong
i'll stand before the Lord of Song
with nothing on my breath but
Halllelujah!
x.



2 comments:

  1. You are blogging!! And we think of you so often - then we get all caught up in the silliness of the day and never get in touch - guilt abounds here in Nashville.

    We love both you and Mike and long to see you again....


    Trevie & Jenna

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  2. Cary... your writing is a beautiful as you are.

    xx

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