Incidentally, there is no picture to go with this post. I am slaving over three measly pages for my screenwriting course, which meets Thursday night. This is the fourth class in a six-week series and I am one of two people who have not yet submitted pages. I MUST have something for my classmates to tear apart with their vicious, judgmental teeth this week.
Actually, everyone is very nice and seems interested in contributing in a helpful way. It's just SO hard. It's way harder than I thought it would be. I know, I know...if it were easy, everyone would do it.
But here I am with a copy of M. Night Shyamalan's "Signs" in front of me, trying to fashion the first three pages of my floundering comedy into something other-worldly.
On the plus side, I suppose the difficulty means I'm learning something. And I'm enjoying it. Marginally.
The fruits of your labor will be well worth the toil...just keep those future fruits in the back of your mind...relaxing on a white sand tropical island, your yacht sitting at anchor off shore, enjoying the cool breeze under your umbrella while a smaller one shades your beverage, steak and lobster sizzling on the grill...while critics clap wildly half-way around the world (in this world, your so big, you don't even go to your own premiers)
ReplyDeleteM. Night never worked a VO like you do, kiddo. Can't wait to read more....
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