Am I the Zombie hunter I'm writing about?

Words: 1,937
Time: 10:15 - 11:30 & 12:30 - 1:30
Mood: Contemplative
Impression: It's good, but not necessarily funny

Ok, so I've written for a second day, so I guess it's official, I'm writing this thing.

Yesterday I wrote in the morning and then worked on the TV show Bones in the afternoon. I work as a "background actor" on TV shows now. And I have long said that Bones has the greatest proportion of attractive actresses on it. I am willing to up that statement after doing the show for the second time. Bones has the most attractive woman in TV working on it. Tamara, the actress that plays Cam is as beautiful in person as on TV. She is just straight out beautiful.

But I don't enjoy working background because of the attractiveness of the main actors. I work it because of the attractiveness of the background actress. For that Bones falls way behind, the show 'How I Met Your Mother', 'CSI New York' and 'Love Bites'. Those shows had so many beautiful women on it that it was just great. More on that later.

What I wrote today was the background on the world. I understand a little bit more about the story now. My experience has been that I discover the story as I write. And what this story is about is a world in the beginning stages of a world wide health issue. It is the beginning stages of a pandemic. So while world governments try to figure out how to deal with the law abiding infected, pockets of vigilantes zombie hunters have broken out in all of the major cities. And to this the governments in these areas have turned a blind eye. This is the world in which the story takes place. Interesting right? I think so.

Now about me. I couldn't sleep last night. Usually at night I spend about an hour working out the details of what I will be writing the next day. Last night I accidentally allowed my highly active mind to start focusing on why it is that this is my third novel about a desperately lonely and isolated character. I know the obvious answer to the question. But that can't be all of it, because I am also the person that wears a wedding ring on both hands. One would think that if I were really that desperately lonely character that I keep writing about, I wouldn't be making an effort to get people to look away when checking me out.

And also last night on the active mind's agenda was whether or not I am the main characters of all of my books. One character is a psychic who dies and finds himself in an unexpected afterlife. Another is a retail manager that has to deal with his mentally and verbally abusive penis. And the Third is a zombie that hunts his own kind. Could all of these characters be me? No, right? But yet in the deepest part of my heart I understand these characters. These aren't just people that I've seen or met somewhere, I know how these people act and feel. There has got to be a least a part of me in them.

Anyway, that is what kept me up last night. Hopefully I will be working tomorrow. But if I'm not, I will be writing and posting again.

First day of writing the book 'How to NOT have Sex Like a Zombie'

Word: 1,754
Time: 9am - 10:30am
Mood: upbeat
Impression: A little vulgar

So I've done it. After telling myself that I wouldn't write another novel, I'm writing another novel. Once again I'm going to try and write something that is intentionally funny. My last book "Happiness Thru the Art of... Penis Enlargement" turned out to be even funnier than I thought. I really didn't expect the response that I had. I really didn't think that it was that consistently funny. But hey, thank god other people did.

Now as for this book, I am at a different stage of life not than back then. First off, I don't have as much time to write as I did last time. Now I can only fit in writing time between days off. We will see how long this takes me.

Second, mentally I'm in a much different place this time. When I wrote the last book I was seeing 2 therapists because apparently I was depressed. I was what they termed a 'high functioning depressed person'. High functioning indeed. I wrote 3 books during that supposed depression. Whatever!

Now I'm seeing no therapist, but I am writing this book about how to have better sex while being celibate (that includes no masturbation). And I will tell you now, this fucking celibate shit is screwing with my fucking mind! I'm so fuckin' tense! At times if feel like I can punch through a wall and other times I feel like curling up like a ball and having any random stranger off the street come in and stroke my hair.

I'm celibate right now for a few reasons, but one of which is that this book is about a guy that doesn't know he's a zombie but does know that he's bad in bed. And the story follows the main character as he learns better sexual techniques while he comes to grips with being a zombie.

In my story zombies are a part of everyday society because the onset of zombie-ism takes a while and is slow. So after people find out they have it, it takes between months and years before it begins to show. But no matter when the effects start to show, they start having cravings to eat brains right away.

And since the main character does his best to fight the cravings, and since I am a "method" writer (like I was a "method" actor), I'm being celibate to understand what it's like to have overwhelming cravings that you aren't allowing yourself to satisfy. And if I could just learn to deal with the fact that every minute that I don't spend either talking, playing racquetball or with friends I'm incredible angry, I'll be fine.

Ok, so that's enough for day one. I will probably be able to write tomorrow because I haven't been called in for work yet. I am now working as an extra on TV shows, so I don't find out if I'm working until late in the day.

Til tomorrow!