Twitter vs. Facebook

Although I try to get on Twitter as much as possible, the reality is that I don't use it that much. Facebook is certainly something that I use more frequently, but in terms of my schedule with school and music, I just don't have time to spend communicating through these mediums. When I do find a moment here or there, I use Twitter to hopefully inspire people, I use Facebook to catch up with friends and promote my various musical activities. I notice that a lot of my friends use each medium in a similar manner. My sister uses Facebook to update everyone on what her kids did that day.

When it comes to people I befriend on Facebook, or follow on Twitter, I'll never know how much spam I get from them until I have signed up. If I find that I get spammed too much with useless info, I will unfriend or unfollow them.

Once I have completed school and have more time on my hands, I plan to use Twitter more as I believe it can be a powerful tool to inspire. I'd like to start yweeting song lyrics, I think that would be neat.

Cheerio,

j

To publish or self publish

Here's what I know about publishing a book. Nothing. Well, almost nothing. My brother in law had a book published one time. The publisher basically took 90% of the sale proceeds of each book in exchange for putting it on the shelves in stores like Chapters. I believe he also got a slightly better deal on printing costs than he would've had he self published. I guess if you want to self publish, you will get much more of the proceeds of the book sale cash, but you would have a tougher time getting access to the masses.
Unless you have lady luck on your side, as well as a solid book, you might hit it big like the author of Time Travelers' Wife. But in some ways that's almost like winning the lottery. Chances are slim, but you can play anytime you want.

j

Sunny gets shot down

I wrote a script today. Here it is.

SUNNY GETS SHOT DOWN

Int. Stella’s restaurant

SUNNY SIMPSON, 17, leans forward and whispers quietly to her friend and crush JOHN FRANKLIN, 17. They are seated on the opposite sides of the table, and she is gossiping and trying to avoid eye contact with the waitress, LISA FREEMAN, 18, who walks by their table.

SUNNY

She’s such a slut. (whisper)

JOHN

Really? I was thinking of asking her to the prom.

SUNNY

What? Why? Do you find her attractive? I heard she’s really bitchy.

JOHN

She’s nice to me. What, you don’t think she’s pretty?

SUNNY

Ah-

LISA interrupts the conversation by showing up with a pot of coffee. She glares at SUNNY and then smiles at JOHN.

LISA

Do you need any sugar hun?

JOHN

          (chuckles and nods)

SUNNY

I’ll take some cream and sugar, but hold the spit.

LISA

Well isn’t that classy. What’s your problem?

sunny

No problem. I’m just fine.

LISA pauses for a moment, then turns and smiles at JOHN. She puts her hand on his shoulder as she pours coffee into his cup. SUNNY bristles as she notices LISA touching him.

JOHN

Thanks.

LISA

Anytime sweetheart. You just call me if you need anything.

As LISA lingers and faces JOHN who is sheepishly smiling back, SUNNY is mouthing the words that LISA just said in mockery.

SUNNY

That’s all we need for now.

LISA ignores her and walks over to her other tables to serve more coffee. JOHN stares at LISA’s ass as she walks away, and SUNNY looks upset.

SUNNY

I hear that she’s spends her time on the weekends trying to make it with bands that play at the Albert.

JOHN

How do you know all this? Is that even true?

SUNNY

Don’t just take my word for it. Ask Matti and Tiera. They have seen her there, all fucked up on god knows what, parading herself all over these guys. What a whore.

JOHN looks down at his coffee, and then out the window in silence. Some sunlight peers through the clouds and casts light on his face as he starts to squint. SUNNY realizes she pushed things too far and changes the subject.

SUNNY

So I’ve been thinking about whom I’d like to go to the prom with.

JOHN

Oh yeah? Who is that?

SUNNY

Well, he’s a quiet guy who is really cute and sweet. He doesn’t know that I’m into him. But I’ve known him for such a long time, and I know that if we were together, we’d be perfect for each other.

JOHN

(leans forward)

Wow. Who is it?

SUNNY

It’s you.

JOHN jolts a bit in shock. He stares at SUNNY in silence as he gathers his thoughts.

JOHN

Woah! I’m flattered SUNNY but we are just friends. I don’t wanna mess that up.

SUNNY sits up straight and looks out the window, fighting back a tear. She excuses herself, grabs her purse, and leaves to go to the restroom. JOHN slumps in his seat and looks out the window. LISA returns with two plates of banana pancakes and lovingly places one of them in front of JOHN. 

LISA

Here you go baby. I’ll get you some maple syrup.

JOHN

Hey Lisa, I have a question for you. Would you wanna go to the prom with me?

LISA

O my god! Are you serious? I’d love to!

JOHN

Right on!

SUNNY comes back to the table and catches wind of the conversation. She is red faced and freaks out. She starts shouting at LISA and pushes her.

SUNNY

You fucking vulture! Stay the hell away from him! He’s mine!

LISA pushes SUNNY back and a fight ensues. The girls start pulling each other’s hair. JOHN stands up and tries to intervene but he trips and falls. SUNNY pulls a small hand gun out of her back pocket and points it at LISA. LISA backs off.

JOHN

SUNNY! Stop it! You and I are just friends. We can’t be together!

SUNNY stops and looks at JOHN in shock. She then gazes at the gun.

SUNNY

If I can’t have you then I have nothing.

SUNNY puts the gun in her mouth and to the horror of everyone, the scene ends as she pulls the trigger to shoot herself.