Society has surpassed all romanticism. We’ve moved from being a race full of flowing, splendorous poetics to one devoid of exactly that.
‘Wht u upto tnite?’.
Language has been basterdised by shorthand. Now, don’t get me wrong – shorthand writing has been around for hundreds of years & existed in even Shakespeare’s era – but with the incumbrant overuse & popularity of the mobile telephone – there’s been somewhat of a boom where such a degradation in language is concerned.
And what’s the deal with the laziness of novelists & television/film writers? (That was my Seinfeld moment, excuse me.)
More & more, I’m seeing society respond to questions with another question. What once was defiance, is now just plain bad habit. Television and Film writers have a responsibility to curb this. Having recently watched Season 1-7 of the West Wing, in consecutive order – I noticed that when Sorkin left, the quality of the writing dropped dramatically. For a little while it was question after question. Thankfully, everything levelled out and my faith in humanity was restored when the repetitive form and the gloom dispersed somewhere around early Season 6.
I’ve had radio silence for the majority of today. I meant to do writing, but instead I spent most of the morning muddling through my finances. A terrible way to spend a day off, assuredly.
Said finances aren’t anything to brag about – they never will be, I’d imagine. The plague of the writer.
Regarding the West Wing; It’s been a wonderful month of catching up on the show that I never got to watch. Such brilliance indeed. Sorkin is the God of all television writers. He creates some sort of magical entity which can’t be matched, only by his own work. That, along with some stellar acting from Sorkin’s usual ensemble; Bradley Whitford, Allison Janney, John Spencer, Matthew Perry, Timothy Busfield, Janel Moloney, Felicity Huffman, Sarah Paulson and the delectable Richard Schiff. Admittedly, the above mentioned, only propel the brilliant notion of that which Sorkin has drawn up. Ahh – I’m on a nerd-tangent.
I’m driving to Birmingham this weekend. Captain of the Brewhaha van and bringer of tea to the Food & Drink Expo 2010. Not what I’d expected to be doing this year in all fairness, but certainly something bizarre and worthy of being subject of a story in years to come.
Tonight’s a busy one. Acting in just over an hour.
On a further note; I can’t feel my left leg. Must go and fix that one.
TTFN,
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