There's seemingly no more difficult obstacle than that of myself. I've known for a few weeks now that I'd only have until May 1st to get my 9th draft of my screenplay The Carriage House, revised for the Nicholl's Fellowship Screenwriting Competition. But, I procrastinated, (as I'm doing now) and it's going to take a miracle to get it in the bag.
I can't say I didn't try, after the dread wore off. I'd initially 'compared 2 scripts' through the Moviemagic Screenwriter capability, and was delighted at my conclusion that I was home free. Well, that is I'd rendered a 224 page composite... However, I discovered that it jumbled the characters into randomly associated scenes and dialogue. In short it was completely scrambled beyond repair. So, midday Saturday 4-26-08 I began anew, combining versions 4 and 8 as I'd intended all along. It's a slow, arduous task, only God and I can complete before Thursday. You see, before then I've got to catch up on my French 1 and Health 102 homework, and that's no small consideration.
Pray for me. I'd really like to hand this script in. In fact, I'll go so far as to say that I'd like to win the fellowship and the 30k.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Rather than novel writing, as I should be; I've gone to the library, LA's Central downtown, and gathered a number of books on novel writing. Among them: Teach Yourself: writing a novel. I've also returned to drafting a 7th version of the screenplay and intend to submit it to a local competition. Tonight, however, I will write some on the novel. I promise.
Sunday, April 6, 2008
It's difficult to describe who I am, and just what my creative approach is, with no work being done at this time. I'm unemployed and facing difficult financial hurtles, but can't seem to find a suitable work dynamic, that is each consecutive employer seems more unpleasant than the last. I believe in fact the universe wants me to only work on my own, such that I don't have to answer to any employer, but then, how might I pay my rent?
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Well - there's a hickup in my system. I had a conversation with with my eldest sister Janet, the subject of my novel, and she told me she never understood why the novel idea came about, and that she saw no need for it. She suggested that I return to the script, and that that would produce the ideal product; the film. I agree with her.