Thomas Wictor

Posts Tagged ‘Naomi Watts’

Remembering and reevaluating the best Christmas I ever had

One of my great pleasures is to write in total freedom, not caring in the least what anybody thinks. Today I’m remembering the best Christmas I ever had: December 25, 1989. I lived in Tokyo at the time, and I was faced with a choice. I don’t regret the outcome. Regret is an emotion not…

 

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The immorality of refusing to kill

I have social media accounts for one reason only: to improve my search-engine rankings. Not quite sure why I continue to care about my search-engine rankings, since I’m no longer a writer. My suspicion is that someday I’ll publish books again. In the meantime I endure vacuous people whom I would never engage in real…

 

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Submission

Last night I wrote a post titled “I was a member of a depraved culture.” It’s about my ten years in the Los Angeles entertainment world. Today I read a comment by a former production assistant (PA) who wrote in response to my post that she only lasted a year in the business. The reason…

 

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Why I write posts on Pallywood

Since so many people have asked, tonight I’ll explain why I write posts on Pallywood. I have a very specific motivation. And, because of my burgeoning reputation as a madman, I’ll explain why I believe that maybe—just maybe—this was my purpose in life. First of all, I’m not religious. I’m a theist, which means I…

 

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Crawface

Physically, I’m far from attractive. But I would never let someone take a knife to my face or inject it with stuff to make it smoother and more “youthful.” For one thing pillowfaces just look weird, not young. My livelihood doesn’t depend on my looks. If it did I certainly wouldn’t ruin my appearance the…

 

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It takes more than that to scare me

This short film has been getting a lot of buzz. It’s called Lights Out and is only 128 seconds long. Some people have said it’s the most frightening movie ever made. It takes more to scare me, but I’ll let you be the judge. Personally I wasn’t scared at all. I didn’t even flinch. You…

 

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Memories no longer hurt

For most of my life, memories were torture. They were like pitiless satires of my aspirations, mocking everything I’d ever attempted. All I had to do was try to sleep, and I’d be flooded with memories of disaster, horror, pain, humiliation, and failure. Around 2007 it started to change, as I realized that each catastrophe…

 

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Volume Two of the Ghosts Trilogy available

Chasing the Last Whale is now available in paperback. It’s Volume Two of the Ghosts Trilogy. An e-book will follow. Maybe several. The Ghosts Trilogy is—as far as I know—a unique literary attempt in that it consists of a memoir, a novel, and a diary that share the same themes and characters. It began with…

 

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