The Freak Chronicles

My grandfather passed away yesterday as he was packing up leaving from Venice back to Montreal. My mom was extremely shocked when she heard that her father passed away yesterday morning. She was supposed to visit him in Montreal this weekend when he returned from Italy.  Our of utter shock she screamed. My grandmother, my aunt, my uncle and her boyfriend, Roche came over to comfort her. My aunt, uncle and my mother bought their plane tickets for my grandfather named John Fox is being cremated in Italy. They are placing his ashes in an urn with three drawn pictures by Robin, Felix and I on a small island overlooking Venice.  John Fox was an extremely extraordinary brilliant artist. When I visited him we both had deep conversations about art. John Fox’s brother fought and passed away in World War II.  My mom later yesterday told me he died from a massive heartattack. He was packing and spoke to Sandra (his wife he remarried) and told her “I am getting to old for this.” He went to go sit on the steps outside for a few moments and Sandra found him keeled over leaning down not moving. It has been devasting for everyone. The last time I saw him was last year. On the lighter side of life I have completed chapter four of my teen dramedy and I am currently on chapter five now. I have drawn up a new outline for a graphic novel that is very reminiscent of “The Elephant Man”.- aka John Merrick, the most courageos man who ever lived on this earth. My friend Meghan Partch never called to get together last week , however I did call her, but she didn’t answer. No matter I feel I need to be alone with my artistic thoughts. That is what will give me power. I have started my short film live action movie script and shall continue to make progress. I know I must be alone right now and where I belong.

Over the past weekend I got together and had coffee with Rebekah Miskin and we discussed the live action film idea I have in mind to direct. It was very enjoyable and delightful to speak to her after eight years…since I was in elementary school. It seems we share a load of interests and have much to learn in terms of film from each other. I even spoke to Meghan Partch today and I also hope to chillax and catch up after all these years with her as well. I am happy and excited about yet. Although I have a papercut of paranoia in the back of my brain that may I have possibly made a weird or oddly foolish impression when I spoke to her on the phone this afternoon. I shall not allow it to bother me though. Gladly she mentioned she would speak to me next week. Let’s hope she does… 

I have taken charge in the direction my teen dramedy is heading toward. I have made progress in chapter four and the link between what my characters talk about in chapter four allowing the events in chapter five to make complete sense. I have a clear idea of how I would like chapter five to begin and how the pace shall follow. I am nearly finished chapter four and have one last scene to write. The Mcneill Bros returned from their two month trip oddly and gladly enough very early. I chillaxed with them yesterday and watched a few films with them. I was surprised they did not completely enjoy Ghost World, but everyone is entitled to their own opinion.  Later this week we are going to watch one of the greatest gangster action films ever made: SCARFACE!  

I travelled to Montreal with my father and his friend Glen last week. Glen Murphy is a lighting designer who works with my dad. I woke up early at 5 am so we could check into the hotel and be at work by noon. It went well, but I slept most of the way there.  My father is a production manager for the Montreal Autoshow. For the first day I helped them on this production on Monday when we arrived. We went back to the hotel and ordered room service and I spoke to Robin back in Toronto on msn. The next two days I wandered in the city along Sherbroke among other streets. On Tuesday my dad and Glen went out to Schwartz’s for a smoked meat dinner. We left early in the afternoon on Wednesday We were supposed to stay until Friday, but I had a neurology appointment on Friday at noon. Glen, my dad and I travelled to my dad’s cottage for one night. We watched the hockey game that night and ate hamburgers and chicken wings for dinner that I made. The next morning we left for Toronto.