Rosemary Diaries - Day 48

It’s been exactly 26 days since my last entry.

This is also the time I haven’t put a single word on paper. The book came to a halt in a violent sudden manner. Life had me back into a place I didn’t want to go and my beautiful lovers were the ones that suffered the consequences of staying apart for more than they deserved to.

But the project itself is in full throttle. On this silent period we have developed the whole project proposal and goals, and now it’s time to go after some kind soul that will give us the resources to spread this story to the four winds.

Also we decided to test the flow of what is already done. The awesome illustrator of the project, Jean Roux, has been kind enough to draw the first chapter for us. It’s no easy task as only in this chapter we have around 19 illustrations. He’s giving the final touches to the images but I have to tell you that’s looking simply AMAZING!

Now I have to step up my writing just to match up with what I’ve seem.

I will be silent again for the next couple of days, as I need to travel north for a couple of days.

Labor omnia vincit,

m.

ps: because of my commitment on the Land of Obama the RoseBeard updates had to be reseted. So starting on a couple of weeks the new wave on the excitement, that is to watch my beard grow, will restart to all your pleasure and excitement.

Rosemary Diaries - Day 22

It’s been a while, I know! Shame on me!

But things haven’t stop at all. Writing wise, yes. Production wise, not for a mile!

This past days writing didn’t stop. It was just a matter of timing and will.

I have done a lot of things on the book that was needed, so the book could come out on the timeframe I’ve imposed to myself.

You see, this is a pet project and also a quite important project for me. I feel that this is not my book anymore. A lot of people have donated their time and will to help me with this. From the people I bother asking for inspiration and guidance, to the people who are actually putting their work into the it.

So this past couple of days I had to assure that people were on board, and the ones that are still in will be properly awarded.

Another thing that was important to secure was that once this is done and printed, that the people that I’m writing this for gets the book into their hands for absolute no cost. I wont spoil what this means, but this week we had a HUGE step to make this happen.

On the writing side, I’m on the adventure. And every page I write I feel like I’m actually with Cravo running around the mysterious and exciting world that is the Rosemary Kingdom.

I’ll soon be able to share really exciting news… hang in there boys and girls!

Non scholae sed vitae discimus,

m.

Mama’spiration 02 - The Invention of Hugo Cabret

The Invention of Hugo Cabret is a book that found me, before I had any idea of it’s existence. It was just a couple of days after the new year’s that a friend of mine asked me for lunch and for once I wasn’t late, I was the first one there for the matter of fact. There was a bookstore on the same block where the restaurant was, so there I went.

As usually happens these days, I started my exploration of the bookstore by the children book area. Just a couple of steps in and I was mesmerized by the size of the book ahead of me. A behemoth. Sporting 544 pages, it felt bigger than the last couple of Harry Potter books, and those ones were big tomes. I pick it up and I was awestruck by the structure of the book, to the hell with it, I was struck by everything on that book. The drawings, the way the text was separated and was not used as subtitle of the illustrations. It was like the heavens sent me a message and the book was acquired as fast as you can say credit card. If you don’t believe me, take a look by yourself

The book laid low for a couple of days by my office desk until a late night came, and without the ability to sleep I started, and finish, my adventure into the world of Hugo Cabret and his little room on the Montmartre station in the Paris of 1930’s. For those of you that don’t know who Hugo is, here’s a look at the lad

The book is divided into two2 parts. On the first we follow Hugo and his quest to fix an old and beaten up automaton. The robotic man was left behind by his father when he died, leaving Hugo an orphan. Hugo is sure that when he fixes the machine a message from his late father will appear. On his journey, he meets a grumpy old man that owns a magic/toy shop in the station, which Hugo goes to for spare parts for his project , the station police officer and the old man’s granddaughter. On the end Hugo does find a message. A message that shook he, and me, both. It wasn’t text, it was an image. There once was a filmmaker, a genius and a pioneer, that started it all for us. And this image is a homage to this man legacy. I won’t spoil who he’s, cause I’m gonna write a post on him in the future, but here’s a hint:

On part two, we found out what happened to the man and his works. And this actually flipped me. Knowing nothing about the book before hand and encountering this tale about one of my favorite human beings. It was mind blowing.

Also, today I discovered that Brian Selznick is related to the great David O. Selznick. If you don’t know who he is, that fine. I know, cause he helped me shape me. He was producer of such films as Gone with the Wind, A Tale of Two Cities and my personal favorite film King Kong (which will also receive a special one post treatment soon). That was what sealed to me. Brian’s work helped me find my voice and lead me to finish this book. He’s family helped me to become who I’m, as an artist and as a person.

If you wanna learn some more about the book, clike here to go to the official site!

Facta, non verba,

Rosemary Diaries - Day 8

Well yesterday ended up in a little adventure trying to get back home. But as I promised to write a new Diary Entry today. Here I’m with the first even numbered entry.

One of the good things of being stuck in traffic for 4h30 hours is that you can do A LOT of stuff. And so a new chapter was written and some kinks with the previous ones were solved.

As my previous posted quote said, with this chapter I’ve tried to do the complete opposite of that.

You see, since forever, every time I dress up my father says the same thing to me: “You are looking prettier than the tailor’s son.”. For years that bugged me. Poor tailor’s son. I didn’t ask or wanted to be prettier than him, but for my father I was.

When I was developing this story, and it’s mythology, I needed to find a job and a strong family core to my hero. As my father usually don’t understand the things that I do, I decided to impress him, by showing that I was listening for all this years.

For me, the sense of the accomplishment when I was finish with this chapter and how the interaction between father and son worked so well was overwhelming. If it was not by my surroundings, the imminent danger of having my car flooded and being so tired of sitting on my car for 3hrs I would be jumping around crying and excited on my own achievements. I know it’s sad, but that’s what I have to rave about now.

And be sure that I’ll. Cause I’m freaking proud…

Minutus cantorum, minutus balorum,

m.

Rosemary Diaries - Day 5

This last couple of days have been slow on the writing side. But not on the development side.

Other parts of this great puzzle are developing fine, thank you for asking.

I’m proud to be working on such a great endeavour.

More collaborators are coming on board and more inspiration is being brought to the table by them. I’m blessed indeed.

Hope you liked the little image tease, more to come…

Volo anaticulam cumminosam meam,

m.

Rosemary Diaries - Day 3

As Russell would say “Adventure is out there”
An that exactly what happened to me and the book on the last two days.
Even though not a lot of writing has been done, the baby is growing up very fast. Today I met a lovely lady and we decided to work together on the Rosemary Saga (not as catchy as the Twilight Saga I know, but you have to work with what you got…).
Now is to keep up the pace, like a kenyan marathon runner, and get to finish line.
Next week is shaping up to be a good one…

Sum, ergo edo,

m.

ps: can’t believe the first fortnight of the new decade is already gone. The Grey Men are really effective this days!

Rosemary Diaries - Day 1

So today it finally begun.

My six year journey into the world of brazilian folklore and traditional tales has started to come to life. The first chapter of the book is written and the second one should be done sometime tonight.

This first book is a classical love story, but even knowing how it’s gonna end, getting this beginning done is extremely hard. The lovers being apart, setting up the world, all the characters is a freaking hard thing to do. But it’s done, the boat has sailed and there’s nothing that anyone can do to stop me now.

The funny thing about this whole process is how movie-like this book is becoming. Both in narrative and form, the book is getting a cinematic feel that I wasn’t expecting at all when I began this adventure. It looks like even though I’ve went into a self exile from the movie biz, it’s still surrounds me, like I’m in an artistic in between of some sort. I fell just like “I’m Susie Salmon, like the fish.”

From now on, this will be the place where I’ll be writing everything else that didn’t made the first cut for the book and other stuff that has influenced me in the process.

Until then…

Habetis bona deum,

m.