True or False? Who Cares?
Two interesting articles/blog entries on the reality of writing fiction. Malcolm Gladwell’s defense of “how opal mehta got kissed… “, and a hilarious review of it. Thanks PSB for the link. (The Opal book has the worst title in the world, can I say that now?), and James Frey admits that, [...]
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The end is in sight, really
Right before dropping off to sleep last night, the final scene of the screenplay came into my mind and it was soooo good. So I’m relieved from depression by hope that I can wrap up all the ends of this into [...]
Post-Partum
It’s a bit exaggerrated, but true, that (one) gets weird depression after finishing a novel, or in my case the latest revision of the screenplay. Everything seems useless. I mean, there’s nothing else to work on. Now this is done, I feel like I can’t get the energy to start something, or even follow through [...]
Movie Update
My producer is doing a f-ing bang-up job nagging me to finish the screenplay, thanks Tink. I did some “thought work” while doing random errands this morning and landed on two superb ideas:
- I’m copping Hitchcock in a bookstore scene: the spy goes to the East Wind bookstore in Chinatown to find the meaning [...]
Napping at the Cove
While she napped (she’s not dead, realy, though Dramamine & white wine can be a nasty brew) we talked about evil boyfriends, large parties in national parks, and, Greek-Scandinavian attitudes towards personal space. Such was Sunday, the first day out sailing this season for many. I can’t believe I was out before [...]