It's a Wrap!Affirmation always feels good, especially after working so hard. It was wonderfully gratifying to get this note from the executive producer and director of MLP:FiM as I wrapped up season III:It's a Wrap!3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Pretty damned solid Will!
You're makin it hard for me to find stuff to call.
I suppose this is technically the last episode for you this season. Wish we could celebrate somehow. It's been a solid, solid season for music score. You and your team are definitely killin it, and i'm sure the Bronies will feel it too. They're gonna have youtube videos where they extract the dialogue and SFX and just listen to the score!
Thanks for an awesome third season!
We were actually taking about this particularly in reference to the score for (omitted). We all agreed that you really took the scores for season 3 to a new level... so thanks for all your work this season!
New AnimationWell my fine fellow bronies, I am pleased to announce a Rarity animated Meme is underway.New Animation3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Completely unrelated to the "Horrendous 'licious' trend."
Needless to say, I am REALLY excited to get this out to you guys. I will be animating every spare second I have. I'll try to have it done before next Monday.
Stay awesome Bronies! Love y'all!
Turning it off.I just shut everything down in my studio.Turning it off.3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Flying to Seattle for the Everfree NW thingy today. I am nervous. I am not like Tara and Daniel, masters of charm and public grace.
It is always so...unsettling to turn everything off and leave my cave.
I am a troglodyte, and sometimes I work so long and hard that I don't want to leave my studio. It's safe in here. It's my sanctuary. Leaving it exposes me to, uh.
Oh. Well. Let's. Go. Do. This.
Gonna go watch the sun come up.
seagullsI was sitting on the beach with Eleanor and we were staring at two seagulls a few feet away from us. They were staring at us, hoping for some of the potato chips we were eating.seagulls3 years ago in Personal More Like This
"Stupid scavengers," Eleanor said.
I watched the birds, saying nothing for a minute. But then I said:
"They're noble birds of the sea, not stupid scavengers. Look at how beautifully they are colored, the same as the sand and the clouds in the sky. And look at how their beaks are made to stick deep into the sand to burrow for crabs. And look how elegantly they hold their position against the wind, and how they can fly for great distances across the open sea."
We stared at the birds.
"They are beautiful, dad."
"I know, Eleanor. It's a little sad."
"Well, Eleanor, it is because of humans that they are distracted from their noble, original purpose. And what of our original purpose? Are we so much different? Look at us, chasing after cars, money, power, fashion, position. How much different ar
the cliffWe walked north on the beach until we could go no further.the cliff3 years ago in Personal More Like This
The north end of the beach in front of the hotel ends with an outcropping of rocks that protrude into the ocean for a hundred yards. Two hundred yards? I don't know. My senses seem to have dwindled over the years or are lost entirely at times.
We climbed up the highest rock and sat, talking about the time we braved the waves and rocks closer to the shore to get to another private beach farther north. This time there was a sign saying not to attempt such a crossing.
Looking down from our perch it occurred to me that we could just jump off the cliff into the sea and swim to the private beach. Probably would be easier.
Eleanor knew I was thinking about it. She pointed out a big rock just below the surface. Hmm. Not there. A little farther out. The cliff is a little lower. Hmm. Water looks dark and deep. Look, we could dive straight out, not down, we don't want to hit any rocks. Then we go around that bed of kelp and straight to th
nothing lasts forevereverything lasts forevernothing lasts forever3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Do it.click to add titleDo it.3 years ago in Personal More Like This
in the trenches
always the thing
mind can get in the way
all the distractions of direction and notes
all that matters
is never feeling rushed
never being fearful
always being clear
write to one's own visions
a try to have fun
and be a cool guy to everyone you are working with
be grateful for what i got
scrambled this morning
i decline to participate
ptime for another cup of coffee
haven't been here much
everything is good
listening to a lot of
regina spektor is my favorite artist
she is just so amazing.
but lest you think that is it
put on Foo FIghter's "these days"
and crank it
and totally rock!
or Stevie Wonder
"For Once in My Life"
Gotta get up and do this.
Cold water season.
spinningthe world is spinning,spinning3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
the sun keeps coming up and going down,
and I am here.
a world full of people tilting lances at imaginary windmills,
imbuing them with character and conditions
rushing at them headlong
only to find themselves running through mist
and nothing more.
people we thought we knew,
pursuits we thought were valuable,
lives we thought worth living.
and forced with the singularity
that is our personality
which, like a movie projector
plays out our innermost thoughts
on everyone around us.
everyone's movies, so different, so personal
the sun is up
the world spins
I am on it
what will I decide to become?