It takes me forever to start a script and sometimes, if I get bogged down on a scene, may take me weeks to figure it out. Yes, as I’ve already said, writer’s block is a luxury problem experienced by unemployed writers – and I do indulge every so often when I’m working on my originals. But as I draw closer to the end of a script, any script, I pick up the pace, completing portions in huge chunks. 7 pages one day. 12 another. Today, as I raced toward the ending of my latest pilot, I completed 21 pages in a single day. And I now have a first draft. Still kind of rough. Still a few plot points to work out, a little dialogue polishing to do. But I’m hoping to complete that tomorrow and then send it off for feedback in the coming days. It’s the latest in a surprisingly productive year for me: three pilots, two features, several deals, a few prospects and, of course, zero green lights.
Yesterday, I likened advancing in your screenwriting career to this –
Once I’ve sent off my script, I’ll refocus my efforts back to my #CrimeBinge. Once I hit 50 series, I’ll put together my Top 10 list.
Looks like I can add dog sitting to my list of varied accomplishments. For three days last week (and this week) we looked after a cute Pomeranian in the building. And tomorrow is the first day of a 10-day stay for a neighbor’s pug who will, no doubt, love our pudgy Sharky.
I’m considering a second career.
Finally, today’s blog entry is dedicated to a most beautiful dog, my sister’s husky Fernando, who crossed the rainbow bridge last night. I was looking forward to him meeting the equally vision-impaired Sharky over the Christmas holidays but now, I’m hoping Suji isn’t giving him too much trouble on the other side.