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Since we'll never see another Monk promo thought I would share some of my favorites. These make me laugh and bring up some fond memories. Enjoy!
Happy Monk
Monk and the Dead Zone
Mr. Monk and Sharona
One more day Monk promo
The promo for the final season
As part of my all day tribute to Monk and it's FINAL show airing tonight at 8 p.m. central, some of the funniest moments. Enjoy!
For eight seasons, I've enjoyed one show beyond words.
When I first saw Monk, it opened up a new world for me. Here was this OCD detective, tormented by the death of his wife, trying to function in the world.
Delightful.
I found him interesting and couldn't stop watching the train wreak. Monk, has contributed to my life as a writer. But more on THAT later.
Today we say good-bye to one of the most amazing shows on television but it's not a time to be sad. Sure, the ending of a storyline and of characters that have been like friends is something to be upset about but what if Monk never existed?
*Gasp* I know but think about it. Monk was the show that launched other USA Network favorites like Psych. It made the network and kept us coming for more.
And would we know Tony Shalhoub? Probably not as well as we know him now. A marvelous actor doing what he does best, we would have been robbed of the opportunity of knowing him professionally.
And what about the writing?That's what makes me happy. It's smart, funny and a warm blanket. Familiar but a breath of fresh air everytime. To say that the show's writers have influenced me as a writer, is an understatement. I didn't know how much until I made the jump into mystery writing and started writing my first novel. The character, ironically, is Monk-ish. Not obsessive compulsive but a former detective tormented by a case she can't solve--a case that has handicapped her in someway.
Sound familiar.
As a tribute to one of my favorite shows of ALL TIME (and that's a short list, friends) I'll post some interesting stuff. Through my BFFs at USA Network, I have access to some clips and photos. I'll post them here throughout the day. I'll even find some other stuff from other sources to wish my favorite defective detective a fond farewell.
Here's to you Detective Adrian Monk. It was all gift with none of the curse.
Summary:
Erika Luna is a thirty-something scientist living and working
in Miami. When her husband of seven years; the very successful, very smart, very
good-looking, founding partner of one of Miami’s most successful Public
Relations firms falls in lust with another woman, their marriage spirals to hell
and Erika’s practical nature leads her down the strangest of paths.
What’s a scientist to do when slapped with pain so deep it interferes
with breathing? Try to cure it, of course! This is the premise of Emmy
award-winning writer and producer Anjanette Delgado’s delightfully funny and
touchingly poignant debut novel, THE HEARTBREAK PILL (Atria Books; $14.00; April
2008).
Saw this on Facebook and decided to repost. Interesting thoughts here. It's kinda long so prepare for a nice visit.
My own thoughts? I'll post them soon. Don't know when yet.
On a cold November night, the glow from my computer monitor and the clack of the keys were the only indication that something was awake at three in the morning.
The story excited me. It was different and out of my comfort zone of chick lit. I had tried my hand at mystery writing, a genre I knew one day I would end up in. And it fit better than a glove.
That was my second experience with National Novel Writing Month, NaNoWriMo for short. It was the first time I really took it serious (the first time was a disaster.).
Unfortunately, I didn’t reach the intended goal—50,000 words in November—but for a beginning writer the exercise highlighted the cracks in my preparation. It showed me what I needed to concentrate on and what if really took to finish a book. Among the lessons I learned is that writing needs to happen every day, regardless of fatigue or social calendar. If writing is the priority is needs to be a priority. It deserves nothing less.
So this year, when I made the decision to give it another go, I was determined to win thinking that my previous experience and my journalism writing skills would help.
I was wrong.
Now, toward the tail end of the first week, I find myself behind by a day and stumped in chapter two of my novel. Not a good sign.
It seemed that the lessons I learned the first time were the ones I quickly forgot. But what freaked me out is that I had lost my discipline. That was disturbing.
For a day job, I write for a newspaper. I work in the world of harsh writer’s realities—deadlines, cynical editors, literature in a hurry.
To succeed despite the landmines, tenacity (read: stubbornness )is needed. Focus. Determination. Time management. All the things that should make me a successful
NaNoWrioMo participant.
But I’m still behind.
I’ve read other journalists turned authors that the skills they learned being reporters have help them adjust to the writing life. What they failed to talk about is the self-editing.
With shrinking newsrooms, reporters have to self-edit themselves more now than ever. And when that self-edit is on deadline, it happens as the story is being written.
So my problem is calming my self-editor--chaining her up, dumping her in a boat and let it float away. That has been difficult. Even as I write this now, my self-editor is over my shoulder, reading every word.
So here’s to relearning the lesson and the disabling of my editor.
My announcement, why I'm doing it and who isn't calling me. Sigh.
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