Brett Nicholson
@aggiebrett.bsky.social
Screenwriter of rambunctious eloquence. Sometimes comedy, sometimes comedic, sometimes just dramatic. Hard to believe I was a Nicholl Finalist!
Love movies, beer, music, tacos, and floating in a Texas river. BlueSky since 2023.
Occasionally sarcastic.
Love movies, beer, music, tacos, and floating in a Texas river. BlueSky since 2023.
Occasionally sarcastic.
Meanwhile, from a @pipelineartists.bsky.social
article I got paid (!) to write several years back: "A Few Things Coaching Baseball Taught Me About Writing":
#Scriptsky
article I got paid (!) to write several years back: "A Few Things Coaching Baseball Taught Me About Writing":
#Scriptsky
November 13, 2025 at 12:33 AM
Meanwhile, from a @pipelineartists.bsky.social
article I got paid (!) to write several years back: "A Few Things Coaching Baseball Taught Me About Writing":
#Scriptsky
article I got paid (!) to write several years back: "A Few Things Coaching Baseball Taught Me About Writing":
#Scriptsky
Some days I miss it badly. I sometimes wonder how weird it would be to go back and say "can I get a 5 year old team? Start over? Do it again?"
"Who's your kid?"
"I have no kid in the league. I just love coaching."
"Who's your kid?"
"I have no kid in the league. I just love coaching."
November 13, 2025 at 12:28 AM
Some days I miss it badly. I sometimes wonder how weird it would be to go back and say "can I get a 5 year old team? Start over? Do it again?"
"Who's your kid?"
"I have no kid in the league. I just love coaching."
"Who's your kid?"
"I have no kid in the league. I just love coaching."
Well.
There's a title page, and now there's a first page.
A pathetic ill-advised tumble of a thousand feet starts with just a single step.
There's a title page, and now there's a first page.
A pathetic ill-advised tumble of a thousand feet starts with just a single step.
November 13, 2025 at 12:25 AM
Well.
There's a title page, and now there's a first page.
A pathetic ill-advised tumble of a thousand feet starts with just a single step.
There's a title page, and now there's a first page.
A pathetic ill-advised tumble of a thousand feet starts with just a single step.
JESUS H CHRIST ON A CRACKER JUST SHIT SOMETHING ONTO THE PAGE-- NOTHING MATTERS AND WHO CARES EVEN IF IT DID?
November 13, 2025 at 12:23 AM
JESUS H CHRIST ON A CRACKER JUST SHIT SOMETHING ONTO THE PAGE-- NOTHING MATTERS AND WHO CARES EVEN IF IT DID?
What use is an unmade mistake?
November 12, 2025 at 11:51 PM
What use is an unmade mistake?
Reposted by Brett Nicholson
Yeppppp
(Highly recommend keeping a Book of Tiny Wins)
(Highly recommend keeping a Book of Tiny Wins)
November 12, 2025 at 2:03 AM
Yeppppp
(Highly recommend keeping a Book of Tiny Wins)
(Highly recommend keeping a Book of Tiny Wins)
HOLY CRAPSNACKS--
I only just now remembered/realized/thought about the fact that I have another totally oddball weekday away from the day gig, which means I can stay up a little later doing the piddle-writing thing. With a cocktail. And music.
AND NOBODY CAN STOP ME.
I only just now remembered/realized/thought about the fact that I have another totally oddball weekday away from the day gig, which means I can stay up a little later doing the piddle-writing thing. With a cocktail. And music.
AND NOBODY CAN STOP ME.
a man with a beard and a white shirt says " release the kraken "
Alt: Olivier utters the greatest line anyone ever uttered: "Release the kraken."
media.tenor.com
November 12, 2025 at 2:46 AM
HOLY CRAPSNACKS--
I only just now remembered/realized/thought about the fact that I have another totally oddball weekday away from the day gig, which means I can stay up a little later doing the piddle-writing thing. With a cocktail. And music.
AND NOBODY CAN STOP ME.
I only just now remembered/realized/thought about the fact that I have another totally oddball weekday away from the day gig, which means I can stay up a little later doing the piddle-writing thing. With a cocktail. And music.
AND NOBODY CAN STOP ME.
Also, sometimes the "rules" are just some warm air burped up from the blowholes of ignorant irrelevant beasts.
November 12, 2025 at 2:41 AM
Also, sometimes the "rules" are just some warm air burped up from the blowholes of ignorant irrelevant beasts.
Dammit. I drove through Austin Sunday. I woulda bought you a soda.
Ahem.
Ahem.
November 12, 2025 at 2:27 AM
Dammit. I drove through Austin Sunday. I woulda bought you a soda.
Ahem.
Ahem.