Casey Donahue

Apr
4th

“You’re A Dead Man”

Ed Ruscha, 2001

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IN CASE YOU MISSED IT:

Drips - Written and Directed by Casey Donahue

This was my first pilot made for Channel 101. It’s a lot different than the usual Channel 101 show and I don’t know if that is a good thing or a bad thing but I do know I am going to keep making the things that I want to make and I want to make things like this.

Thanks to Elisha Yaffe, Whitney Avalon, Katy Guest, Jon Hill, Andrew Meredith, Joe Clabby, and my two man crew of Connor Daly (Director of Photography) and Paul Isakson (Sound)

Check it out and share it if you like it!

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Apr
3rd

REFN/GOSLING FOREVER.

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Apr
2nd

Watch DRIPS if you haven’t watched DRIPS yet.

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Drips - Written and Directed by Casey Donahue

This was my first pilot made for Channel 101. It’s a lot different than the usual Channel 101 show and I don’t know if that is a good thing or a bad thing but I do know I am going to keep making the things that I want to make and I want to make things like this.

Thanks to Elisha Yaffe, Whitney Avalon, Katy Guest, Jon Hill, Andrew Meredith, Joe Clabby, and my two man crew of Connor Daly (Director of Photography) and Paul Isakson (Sound)

Check it out and share it if you like it!

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Mar
29th

Play this video on the largest screen you can find and turn your volume all the way up.

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Mar
28th

HEY LOS ANGELES!

Come to the Downtown Independent on Saturday night for this month’s Channel 101 and see my new show Drips! It’s my first Channel 101 pilot and it’s kinda weird so come if you like weird stuff.

Screenings at 8pm and 10pm

Both are FREE.

Goodbye!

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Mar
23rd

Put this on, open your window, unpack your suitcases and boxes 6 months after you moved to Los Angeles, and have a good day.

(Source: Spotify)

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Contact has been made with the enemy on twitter.com.

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Mar
22nd

It’s Friday! Time to make the things you want to make for YOU!

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Mar
21st

A short story about spilled milk.

I spilled my milk on the brand new white carpet.

I went to get a towel to soak up the milk but when I came back to the white carpet, I couldn’t see the milk.

I knew there was a mess somewhere but it blended in with everything that was right.

I didn’t know what I did wrong and what was just supposed to be.

I felt around with my hands to find the wet spots and cleaned up what I could, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to get all of the milk.

When it starts to go bad I’ll smell it spoil.

My mistakes will become present once again.

Read all of my short stories at thecaseydonahue.com/shortstories.

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Q:

Hey, I really love your short stories. Do you have a published book of them or anything? Is there a place where I could buy a book of them, I literally can't get enough of them. Thanks. Steph :)

A:

Thank you so much!

Right now, I do not have a publisher or a lit agent…

BUT I am currently in the running to possibly get a book made of them thanks to the Great Tumblr Book Search.

You can read more about my proposed book here.

And thanks for reading!

p.s. I am very interested in talking to some lit agents if any lit agents are reading this. Just putting that out there!

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Mar
20th

A short story about a brunch.

“You look angry.” She told me.

“This is just how I look, I’m not angry.” I told her.

“You haven’t always looked like this, though. You didn’t look like this when I met you.” She told me.

The sun was very bright that day.

The temperature was cool enough where I got to wear a light jacket and I really enjoy wearing light jackets.

The breeze was light and felt nice.

The trees were blooming with pink things that looked really beautiful.

I wish I knew more about trees and plants but I know what I know.

I knew I didn’t like the art that was hanging next to our table.

I knew I didn’t like the song that was playing in the cafe but I liked the song that was playing before it.

“I’m not angry.” I told her.

“Okay.” She told me.

I knew I hated when she would say that.

Then in an instant I was overrun with emotions I didn’t want to feel but I felt them anyway and then I drank some orange juice.

I knew I didn’t want to go to brunch.

Read all of my short stories at thecaseydonahue.com/shortstories.

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Mar
19th

A short story about a sunset.

I needed to get out of the house so I got in my car and drove away.

I left my phone at home because I didn’t want to hear from her.

I wasn’t mad at her, but she liked me and that scared me.

We had been seeing each other for a couple weeks and she started to like me a lot which is the scariest thing in the world.

It was only a matter of time before she needed me and the last thing I wanted was to be needed by anyone.

I liked her a lot and that scared me.

It was only a matter of time before I needed her and the last thing I wanted was to need anyone.

I was driving and the sun went down and the moon came up.

I wish the moon felt as good on my face as the sun but you can’t have everything all at once I guess.

Read all of my short stories at thecaseydonahue.com/shortstories.

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I ain’t no goddamn son of a bitch.

(Source: Spotify)

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