This weekend, somehow…some way…creativity reared its magnificent head, and I managed to get 20 pages of my screenplay written. Is it good? I have absolutely no idea, but it’s there, and I couldn’t be more happy.
I feel like I’ve really accomplished something. I took out the pages I previously wrote and reread them. I took out my loose treatment and read through it. I found where I left off, and I paused. I thought for a good ten, fifteen minutes – TV off, cell phone on mute, iPod off…and just thought about my characters and the storyline. Next thing I know, it’s 7 in the morning, the sun is leaking through the blinds, and I had trudged through 15 pages of the script.
That was Saturday.
Last night, I wrote another five pages.
Today, I have worked my freaking ass off here on campus and managed to do all my “work” work…at work, so I hope to get into a new scene today.
Wish me luck!