I took off Friday-Sunday. I’m not going to do that again. It put me in a cranky mood has taken me the whole day to get back into the
swing of things. That coupled with just letting things get to me that shouldn't. Too many annoying people this weekend.
Remember kids, words never let you down or hurt your feelings. (Yeah, there's nothing unhealthy about that.) :)
Tried going to the gym, which got me a little pepped up.
I start the first draft of this movement next week, so I was
hoping to get a precise outline of the structure. However – since I did some
rearranging last week, I’m a little worried that I’m getting too tied up in the
final “performance” outcome and not letting myself explore the scenes.
Translation - I’m telling them which scenes should be in the play instead of writing and
letting THEM tell me.
Which highlights one of the oldest “writer problems” in the
book. How much structure prep vs. how much first draft inspiration? The
saving grace with an adaptation is that at least there is a structure
in place - when you don’t have that, it’s really hell-ish.
I’ve spent the last two weeks mapping possible outlines –
but until I put them to the test and begin to form these scenes, I’m not sure
which path the play will follow. Will it be Cain’s story? Lola’s? Miss B’s? None
of the above? All of the above?
This week, I’m setting no specific goals (other than the work schedule, gym, abstaining from Ding Dongs, etc., which are now implied weekly
goals) and let things take me where they will. First draft starts next Monday.
And for relief of crankiness – Donna Summer always helps. There Goes My Baby.
Reflection on Week Two Goals:
Flesh out two outlines – Check. (Though may have done more
harm than good.)
4 Blog Posts- Check. Enjoyed every one of them.
Screenwriting – Part One (bahahahaha) Ridiculous goal. I
barely made it through Chapter 2, much less Part One. Silly rabbit…
Office Schedule – Check.
Read 2 plays – Read Ruined and 2/3 through Fun Home. Could
have done better.
Gym every day- Check. The gym is keeping me sane, yet
amazingly NOT making me alarmingly skinny. WTF? (Happy hours may have a little
to with that.)
Ding Dong Limitation (3x) – Yes! Damn things. But I only ate 3 this
week. (Well, 6 if you count them individually, but then what kind of horrible person does that?!) :)
Thanks for sharing. I really do enjoy reading your blog.
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