Well, it’s done
Posted on | May 6, 2008 | 5 Comments
ScriptFrenzy ended on 30th April. I’m sure that you’re all on the edge of your tenterhooks wondering if I managed to finish. Wonder no more. I did. I now have a feature-length script sitting on my hard drive.
One hundred and one pages completed within the allocated thirty days. I am now fully sanctioned to display the ‘winner’ badge on my website or blog and to wander around with a smug, self-satisfied expression.
Of course, the main problem is that I stopped liking what I was writing at somewhere around page 55. I’m not sure if this was because I was lazy, tired, dejected, slightly peckish, or what, but I know that the second half of my script was a real hassle. I know that there is a kernel of a good idea at the heart of the story and I may well just put it aside for a month and come back with fresh eyes and mind, and some biscuits, for a read-through. Possibly there’s something I can salvage. We’ll see.
It was a useful exercise though. I’m glad I did it, even if the script itself is shite and even if Mrs. Jimmy Page’s Trousers got a bit stroppy about my ‘not spending enough time with her’ for the month. Women, eh? I’m going to write her in as some sort of hideous crone in my next project. That’ll learn her.
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Gerry Hayes
I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occasionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and deride my efforts. Other than the self-harm to dull the shame of failure, it's not a bad life. Like I say, there's tea.
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A magnificent achievement, Mr JPT! Remember, it’s for someone else to rate your work – no matter how pissed off you were with the second half of it. I’m sure it’s a belter, send those emails off to Hollywood now!
Ahhhh! I know that feeling only too well! I did nanowrimo 2 years. It started out all good and fully of self esteem. It ended in self loathing. I’m still confident there is a masterpiece in one of them!
And if you make the Mrs. a crone, at least make her a hot crone. I have this mental picture of her and I would hate to be disappointed!
Ister: Thank you for your words of encouragement. I admit that the inevitable rejection of the film industry would probably be easier to bear for something I also think is a bit shit .
Clarissa: Mrs. JPT would be flattered, I’m sure. I too am flattered with the indirect compliment that I am hot enough to attract even a hot crone. I’m not though. I’m far too scruffy, hunched, limping and narcissistic to attract hotties. And I have a weird rash.
So what exactly gave you that rash?
It may be caused by the natural musk that I secrete. Or possibly I’ve caught something. I’ve stopped keeping track.