<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113253208989258339</id><updated>2012-01-01T13:05:46.273-08:00</updated><category term='Parker'/><category term='Donald Westlake'/><category term='Richard Stark'/><category term='It&apos;s Always Sunny in Philadelphia'/><category term='Flash Fiction'/><category term='Contest'/><category term='Spec'/><category term='Motor-Psycho'/><category term='action'/><category term='scripts'/><category term='horror'/><title type='text'>Exhale: Cool</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rusty James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16143817211151177797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhAdfChpq-I/TJ6CJ_ImHZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/B-2VgHJ170I/S220/Romance.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113253208989258339.post-6243489815970534705</id><published>2010-08-17T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T16:20:18.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Stark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flash Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donald Westlake'/><title type='text'>Parker Contest</title><summary type='text'>The Seminary Co-op awards The Motorcycle Boy First place in their Parker: Flash Fiction Contest with his entry:FACE-OFFThere were two books Parker could ever remember having paid any attention to: the Gideon Bible (stowed, as it was, in seemingly every motel nightstand across the lower 48); and the various city phone books that either had their pages leafed through, stripped, or were wielded </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/6243489815970534705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113253208989258339&amp;postID=6243489815970534705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/6243489815970534705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/6243489815970534705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/2010/08/parker-contest.html' title='Parker Contest'/><author><name>Rusty James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16143817211151177797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhAdfChpq-I/TJ6CJ_ImHZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/B-2VgHJ170I/S220/Romance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113253208989258339.post-302711352605760064</id><published>2010-07-15T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T17:04:44.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is Like life Spent in the Dentist Chair</title><summary type='text'>Like dogs leaving their scent on a fire hydrant, the various dudes that had come before me had left their indefinable mark on my wife's face. And in her hair. She hated getting it in the hair, she said.Why she felt the need to tell me early in our relationship that she had a) been cum'd on by lottsa dudes, and b) had tons of anal sex, I-do-not-know.I'm not a fucking priest for chrissakes, I said </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/302711352605760064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113253208989258339&amp;postID=302711352605760064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/302711352605760064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/302711352605760064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-is-like-life-spent-in-dentist.html' title='Love is Like life Spent in the Dentist Chair'/><author><name>Rusty James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16143817211151177797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhAdfChpq-I/TJ6CJ_ImHZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/B-2VgHJ170I/S220/Romance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113253208989258339.post-2175958158308133325</id><published>2010-07-10T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T18:29:59.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters to Supermodels</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0                         MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:EN-US; 	</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2175958158308133325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113253208989258339&amp;postID=2175958158308133325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/2175958158308133325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/2175958158308133325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/2010/07/letters-to-supermodels.html' title='Letters to Supermodels'/><author><name>Rusty James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16143817211151177797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhAdfChpq-I/TJ6CJ_ImHZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/B-2VgHJ170I/S220/Romance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113253208989258339.post-2945396825988517476</id><published>2010-05-29T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T20:40:55.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes You Have To Believe</title><summary type='text'>1.He walked well for an old man. He had walked most of his life, and the trick was to have good shoes — nothing made by the Chinese.He had false teeth, a glass eye, and being just short of having a wooden leg, had an impressive attitude considering his luck.But the children of the neighborhood were just too much sometimes. They were vulgar little bastards. A wonder where they developed such sharp</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2945396825988517476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113253208989258339&amp;postID=2945396825988517476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/2945396825988517476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/2945396825988517476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-you-have-to-believe.html' title='Sometimes You Have To Believe'/><author><name>Rusty James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16143817211151177797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhAdfChpq-I/TJ6CJ_ImHZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/B-2VgHJ170I/S220/Romance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113253208989258339.post-1697776102506019948</id><published>2010-03-18T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T17:03:11.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Experimental Rose Prose Thunder</title><summary type='text'>A child of (maybe) nine, living on my street, lets me read his Dream Journal. It's full of lies. Lizard men and volcanoes, sharks battling amongst the stars - come off it kid. Lightning swords cut swathes through Angel Wings. She sings. Blurry-eyed, the child sinks to the sidewalk and melts into the drain. Mother's tears mix with dust and rust the pipes. Rats give-up in the thousands. A Man on a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1697776102506019948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113253208989258339&amp;postID=1697776102506019948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/1697776102506019948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/1697776102506019948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/2010/03/experimental-rose-prose-thunder.html' title='Experimental Rose Prose Thunder'/><author><name>Rusty James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16143817211151177797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhAdfChpq-I/TJ6CJ_ImHZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/B-2VgHJ170I/S220/Romance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113253208989258339.post-5651693534066210134</id><published>2010-01-04T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T19:00:46.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best of Horror 2000-2009</title><summary type='text'>Number fucking 5:SAW (2004) Turns out I'm not a fan of that ending (or the sequels), but anytime a true Horror film breaks through to the mainstream and goes on to make a buncha (shitty) sequels, you gotta give it some love. And how about that poster art from Tim Palen?I'm so jealous that those effing guys who wrote FEAST have made a career out of writing the SAW series (also wrote &amp; directed The</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5651693534066210134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113253208989258339&amp;postID=5651693534066210134' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/5651693534066210134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/5651693534066210134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/2010/01/best-of-horror-2000-2009.html' title='Best of Horror 2000-2009'/><author><name>Rusty James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16143817211151177797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhAdfChpq-I/TJ6CJ_ImHZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/B-2VgHJ170I/S220/Romance.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qhAdfChpq-I/S0vhH3KMHDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/5yxWp7DxhlA/s72-c/affiche.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113253208989258339.post-7579142690968882416</id><published>2009-10-26T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T18:46:59.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scripts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motor-Psycho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horror'/><title type='text'>Motor-Psycho</title><summary type='text'>First draft is done... thank-you, thank-you.Inspired by awesome 80's Action flicks, I present to you: MOTOR-PSYCHOA disgraced former motocross champion becomes a weapon on two-wheels trying to save the girl he loves from a sadistic band of murderous road warriors!Here we go...EXT. MOUNTAIN HIGHWAY - NIGHTDead strip of road shot with snow.   A Lone Wolf breaks from its cover -- wild, majestic. Its</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7579142690968882416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113253208989258339&amp;postID=7579142690968882416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/7579142690968882416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/7579142690968882416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/motor-psycho.html' title='Motor-Psycho'/><author><name>Rusty James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16143817211151177797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhAdfChpq-I/TJ6CJ_ImHZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/B-2VgHJ170I/S220/Romance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113253208989258339.post-2593589872236655985</id><published>2009-08-05T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T08:01:15.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inglourious Basterds Review</title><summary type='text'>Last week I was lucky enough to catch Inglourious Basterds (presented by Eli Roth) at the Fantasia Film Festival. Lucky because the tickets were free, and lucky because I can confidently state that this film is Tarantino's master stroke. And not in a jerk-off way, either. Like the recent death of Michael Jackson; President Obama's inauguration, and other American 'giant leaps for mankind,' </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2593589872236655985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113253208989258339&amp;postID=2593589872236655985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/2593589872236655985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/2593589872236655985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/2009/08/inglourious-basterds-review.html' title='Inglourious Basterds Review'/><author><name>Rusty James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16143817211151177797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhAdfChpq-I/TJ6CJ_ImHZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/B-2VgHJ170I/S220/Romance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113253208989258339.post-2054270762840925428</id><published>2009-06-16T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T19:06:05.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good place for filmmakers</title><summary type='text'>Let's be friends.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2054270762840925428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113253208989258339&amp;postID=2054270762840925428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/2054270762840925428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/2054270762840925428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-place-for-filmmakers.html' title='A good place for filmmakers'/><author><name>Rusty James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16143817211151177797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhAdfChpq-I/TJ6CJ_ImHZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/B-2VgHJ170I/S220/Romance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113253208989258339.post-6985633122494494768</id><published>2009-05-08T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:35:05.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Pan and into the Fire.</title><summary type='text'>Before I get to the screenwriting... Some backstory if you don't mind?I was born in a mining town in Norther Ontario - Timmins (home of Shania Twain!) - that neighbours the town James Cameron was born in...All that shit on the sidebar to your right, the schools and stuff. That's all true. My father didn't get along too well with most of his mining employers. So we moved a lot.My older brother's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/6985633122494494768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113253208989258339&amp;postID=6985633122494494768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/6985633122494494768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/6985633122494494768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/out-of-pot-and-into-fire.html' title='Out of the Pan and into the Fire.'/><author><name>Rusty James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16143817211151177797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhAdfChpq-I/TJ6CJ_ImHZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/B-2VgHJ170I/S220/Romance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113253208989258339.post-8168188222732763452</id><published>2008-12-03T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T08:33:26.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Damn girlfriend.She really threw me off that 'Sunny' spec.I'm not (wow is that a Freudian slip? I meant to write 'now.') writing a Feature Comedy.Wish me luck Blogger.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8168188222732763452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113253208989258339&amp;postID=8168188222732763452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/8168188222732763452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/8168188222732763452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/2008/12/damn-girlfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Rusty James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16143817211151177797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhAdfChpq-I/TJ6CJ_ImHZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/B-2VgHJ170I/S220/Romance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2113253208989258339.post-8560712794704151794</id><published>2008-11-10T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T17:29:29.777-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s Always Sunny in Philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spec'/><title type='text'>It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia</title><summary type='text'>Hell-E-O!!!!So, I was contemplating writing a 'Flight of the Conchords' spec, but not finding any script 'samples' online - other than another writer's spec - I went with a 'Sunny' based mostly on the fact I had a sample - from Creative Screenwriting Magazine.  SIDEBAR: I emailed the article writer, Shelley, and she was cool enough to search for - and not find - the script they (Mcelhenney &amp; Co) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8560712794704151794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2113253208989258339&amp;postID=8560712794704151794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/8560712794704151794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2113253208989258339/posts/default/8560712794704151794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://specbitch.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-always-sunny-in-philadelphia.html' title='It&apos;s Always Sunny in Philadelphia'/><author><name>Rusty James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16143817211151177797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qhAdfChpq-I/TJ6CJ_ImHZI/AAAAAAAAAKU/B-2VgHJ170I/S220/Romance.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
