Yesterday, I was a bit bummed out, and my creative energies slumped hard. I found, after a day of efforts to get some things under control, I simply wasn’t in the mood for looking at my laptop. I had scenes to write, and in the back of my head, I allowed myself to relax, and close the laptop without adding to the TV script.
This act, however (pardon that pun), did not excuse me from writing. I told myself even if I handwritten out one scene, that’s what needs to be done. So I pulled out the pen and paper, and wrote out a scene. It was simple, minimal, and something. I believe on “testy” days, I still owe it to myself to put some kind of effort forward.
I also was distracted because I watched the Blacklist. Before that, I watched the Odd Couple. Not 100% feeling the Odd Couple, but that’s fine. It was ok, and kind of sad. The funniest part was the “accidents” that befell Felix and Oscar. Perhaps that’s what the show needs, more accidents.
As always, happy creative endeavors.
Yesterday I found myself doubting the quality of the direction of the TV script. There was a “not again” moment that I dreaded popping up. So I gave myself the day to go through dread, and doom, and I knew that overnight I’d make up my mind to finish what I started. If it’s bad, or need or a rewrite, it happens AFTER I’ve completed it.
At first, I told myself not to be so stubborn, and just make the changes, however, I loved the outline, and this is after making multiple revisions, and figuring out how to make the format work. I didn’t just settle, I made sure the theme was related to each story in all the acts. There was thought behind what I created. To doubt it now is not what I need. It’s just worrying, and it’s blah.
I think, in my mind I want it to be perfect, so I keep revising in my head, and as I write. That’s not fair to myself. I can get the formatting correct, and I know how to put it together, it just has to be done. Allowing that fear into the room, and staying will ruin my momentum.
The only change I would remotely consider is taking a break and working on a different project. It would take my mind off my anxiety, and that’s acceptable to me. Ironically, I wrote a bunch of random dialogue, which took my focus off creative stress.
Gotta stick to the decision I made when I committed to scripting the outline. I allowed myself a day of doubt because I’d rather feel like it didn’t work on a single day, then keep revising. I’m going to take a chance on what I have in front of me.
As always, happy creative endeavors.
I’m still writing the episode for the TV show, and of course, there had to be a complication. The page count I set up was off. I found out because tracking may pace and location within the script was necessary so I didn’t go over or under. It turns out I added an extra page where I didn’t need to, and thus threw my game off.
This meant doing a recount of how pages I set up each for each act, and the pages allotted for each story. I also needed to modify how I gave some stories more pages than others. It all has to balance out. So it’s a minor setback, and not necessarily a “back to the drawing board” act.
For the record, its always good to find these errors early on, as to not have to rewrite three scripts because of a bad page count, or story acts that are vastly off. Writing is rewriting, but not all rewriting would be fun if I didn’t figure out some stuff along the way.
Tonight’s film, Blade II has proved highly distracting. I’ve seen it multiple times, and thought it to be background noise for me. Its not. I’m watching it like I’ve never seen it before. At least I got the page count done.
Happy creative endeavors.
Pages can be tricky, but I’d like to do, before bed, is write two more pages. Why? Well, why not? I have some free time, and I’m a take that time for something I can do, besides loafing about.
What I said about my writing. At the moment it’s not a paying gig, but it’s still work, and I like working. Keeping at writing helps me stay focused and busy. I like having a project to turn out. I’ll keep working until I get it done.
I have to be honest; even though I get confounded from time to time with the process, I do love it, and always want to do more. On a second note, yesterday’s thought was to start over. I KNEW if I allowed myself time to mull over my frustration, and press forward, I’d clear up a few issues.
I guess my lesson is as it always has been, you gotta see things through to the end. Frustration is a mess, but it can be beat in time and through perseverance. So it’s a work day. An unpaid work day. But still something far more valuable than one can tell.
The saga continues as I work on the script of this first episode. It’s been a long time coming, and I’m glad to put my efforts towards writing what I’ve dreamed of completing. As mentioned earlier, it’s quite a task to get things to work in the order they should, but things are shaping up. I’m praying and keeping myself focused on the finished product.
Part of me is scared of what I’m working on. This story has gone through so many changes, and I so want it to be a completed product. I’m simply nervous, and a little afraid of what I’ve created. For this project, I didn’t even bother to play video games, or get lost in a movie. I want this to work. I can use a break now, as three hours in, and I’ve not eaten a full meal, just nibbles and snacks.
What I got done today is good. I got the page count to line up with the technical aspects/requirements. The opening, and commercial breaks (teaser and act out) are in the right place. Now I can relax a little, and think of how I can get the next part of the story down on paper. I dunno if I’m being nuanced, or simply its me being overly careful to make things work well, but I’m positive the next episode will write much smoother.
As always, happy creative endeavors.
It’s morning, and time for coffee. No wifi still, and if it’s gonna be in this house again, it’s out of my hands entirely. That’s not a bad thing, and not a great thing either. It reminds me that the things I want and enjoy out of life, must me from what I do to obtain them. When I’m at the leisure of others, it’s not for me to complain. Just go with the flow.
So today I’ll be doing more writing, enjoying my day. If I go to the library, I can check my e-messages and do some job hunting. I do miss my reg communication with peeps electronically. It was always enjoyable to reach out to people and exchange thoughts.
So let this be a moment for me, and I’m reminded that life has a way of showing us things. My optimism tells me that I shall get better. That my quality of life shall improve. Choices that are denied now, will be embraced with open arms with my personal successes and financial independence. I’m reminded and humbled that I do have a place to stay and continue to strive to be and do better.
That’s me, ole “silver lining” Stace. Catch y’all soon. As always, happy creative endeavors.
P.S. I’m gonna write more sometime today, as I have to put the ideas I wrote down yesterday to good use. It’s fair to say I let them cool down overnight. Wanted my mid off them for a short while.
May even dare to dream up ten more ideas to add to what I already wrote. If I don’t use them for the TV series, I wish the ideas to go to other projects.
Working on some story ideas. Told myself to come up with ten of them, which sounded simple, until I say at the laptop. I got the ideas down on file. After a little break, I’d like to do ten more story ideas. Why? Well I want several to choose from, and I like brainstorming out possibilities. Also there’s a chance something fresh may pop up. It’s the reason to keep working on ideas.
Some fresh thoughts are percolating now. Back to the files for moi.
UPDATE: I did eight more ideas, which isn’t bad at all. Later I may push for more. What I have are raw ideas, that don’t 100% fit the story world, but they are sparks that, once they cool down, can be shaped into something amazing.
UPDATE 2: I have thirty ideas for stories now, that need time to marinate. I think I have a few more ideas to put down, but I need a rest. I’m glad they were committed to a file, as opposed to staying in my head where they were perfect and there need be no action. I had to take fear off the table. For better or worse, I have ideas.
Will eventually, after they “cool off,” pick the best three to make three solid scripts from. Not that the others are going to be bad, but I need at least three full scripts in my portfolio.
Didn’t write a post yesterday, and should have. Was working on a cold open for the first episode, as I didn’t like what I had previously. The cold open is the first few minuets of a TV show that’s supposed to get the viewer hooked on the show. It was important to run with the idea I had. It fundamentally changed the cast, in a good way. I’m not opposed to this rewrite.
Last night, had me doing revisions of my revision, and then it became imperative that it get done. I need this story to work, but it needs to be more than simply written. I need to see this entire story in my mind’s eye and treat it as if I were directing it myself. What do I need the audience to see is the key. It’s very simple: I need them to see this world and characters. It needs to be more succinct. I think I can manage, or will rewrite it to be that way.
Still no wifi for the time being. What can I say, I simply won’t have it. It doesn’t mean I still can’t write out posts, date them, and post them at a later date.
I went real deep for a post, and still failed to satisfy. Had to start all over. Needed an assertive stance, and to work harder, play harder. Seek out and serve in a way to produce better results. Am I doing this right? How does it feel? Is it good here, or do I move on?
Writing and I are going on a love/hate relationship where every touch of the pen is fire and delight. Each stroke of the key strikes as case-sensitive and messy. Ain’t nobody feel like cleaning up this mess. This is me toying around with what feels like a good thing gone bad. It’s a temporary foul mood, but it shall get better.
Then, writing and I make up, and it glorious. Each stroke of pen one keys go well. Files synchronize in a harmonious fashion as thoughts flow, bump, and slide up, down, sideways, and all over. It’s deeply felt magic that doesn’t stop until I’m all spent.