What a Day!

Woke up at four in the morning and wrote three spec script treatments before noon. Time to play in the woods with my dog now. Who ever said life has no rewards? Oh yeah, the guy who thinks work happens nine to five... .

Productive day!

Sometimes my pain-in-the ass edit-as-I-go personal policy pays off better than ever. My polishes, it turns out, are minimal. Yippie! This means I have time to chat onto the page rather than into my micro-cassette player after midnight, for a change. Welcome to the other side of my written pages. As much as I'm working hard to balance work and family, I'm having a better time doing it these days. That's reason enough to document the process, thereby drawing a connection to like eyes. Today I had a few epiphanys* worth noting to fellow artists. One of which I posted to twitter. (see LPsThirdEye@twitter.com-- and please follow me) Yes! I'm back up and running on twitter, thanks in part to the fairy godmother of LPs Third Eye. I follow everything literary now.
No more star tripping on oral drips.
"OOOO, I'm so tired! Photo shoot better not show it! He-he-he! Tweet me."

Soooooo... I'll be adding more indie film sites eventually, but I believe if you have a look at LPsThirdEye@twitter.com, you'll want to follow some of these great publishers and authors too.

*to follow in next blog

Allow me to introduce myself...

For many, LP is music lingo for a long playing recording. The first professional writing I did was for magazine FYI fillers, followed by my truest passion-- true crime stories. Why much of my writing remains unpublished you can probably surmise, by its very implication. Creatice license comes with many different price tags when freedom of speech squeezes it out of you. I write the truth according to LP. Linda Patricia Mclaughlin. LP Langdon. LP Langdon-Floyd is my copyrighted name. Elle Floyd is also my copyrighted name. Lindi Charles is my stage name when I perform live comedy or any acting for stage, television, and movies.

I wrote my first song when I was eight. Alas, it was not published, but performed for my third grade class. Me, a rock star, at eight years old-- who knew? Produced my first play when I was 12. Garnered my first little theatre "oscar" (best acting in community theatre) when I was 21. Such humble beginnings. So, ask not why am I not famous! Muhahahahaha. Okay, okay, it wasn't on my bucket list or my "to do" list. How many famous writers and artists do you know? How how many starving artists?

I love working my craft every day. Sometimes my days go non stop into day three. Working on fumes. Cigarette fumes and steaming hot coffee. I am strictly a stickler for time and detail. Once my groove is on, I can keep going. I'm not one to quit mid page until I'm blocked. I stop when I'm starting to see double from exhaustion.

With as much corporate work as I've done over twenty-five years-- there's nothing quite like freelancing. It allows writers and artists the beloved flexibility we need to succeed. Time for research, time for writing queries (a time buster, in itself)-- and more time for tedious edits and revisions. The ticket for me is no "ticky" -- no clocks. No clock watching. No cranky bosses. I write what I want, and I get to call the shots.

My love for Dickens' Oliver Twist inspired my first novel, Wander Kids and my first animated SP, Potcakes in Paradise. These are the stories I'm beginning to market now, but genre-hopper that I am, I'm also doing some finishing touches on a Horror Story I'm pitching as, "Interview with the Vampire meets Crazy as Hell." One writer who likes the story asked, "Where do you get the balls to write stuff like this?" When someone asks you that, you know you've got something no one else is peddling.

Today, I'm hard at work polishing every script problem, every bit of third eye editing I can do until I see double. This will take most of the coming night and go well into the weekend. (to be continued...)