Like I always say, the truth will set you free. So here it is…
I’m writing a movie. Partially because I’m bored. Partially because I can see it in my head. Will it be cinematic genius? Who do you think I am George Lucas? No. It won’t be. Will it be my creativity baby – yes. Will it be terribly original? Probably not. As far as I’m concerned true originality is lost. We are all influenced by others, by the wind & rain, by paintings & people. Having said that, do I believe that we are all unique in the way we perceive what surrounds us? Absolutely. Therefore, although originality might be on the verge of extinction, our ability to put our own unique spin on everything and anything remains fully intact – and I love that.
Do I find it strange that all of a sudden I’ve become a question talker? Yes. Yes I do.
haha. (I’m laughing quite hard at myself right now – too bad this isn’t a video blog)
I will eventually post it for my one reader. EVENTUALLY being the key word. But as I go and as i figure out where this is leading me, I will keep you posted. Promise.
Thank you for accompanying me on this adventure. As per usual I will be overly critical of myself and I invite you to NOT be. As my mother would say “if you don’t have anything nice to say…wait until they’re out of the room and quietly mutter it to yourself so you feel better. It’s not good to keep things all bottled up inside.” Gosh, I love that woman.
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DAY 1:
It’s day one of writing. I don’t like writing. I wish I could have a scribe who would type out what I’m thinking. It would make my life a whole lot easier. I’ve got the 3 opening scenes written. I’m not sure how I feel about this project yet. Unfortunately I came up with the middle first – so we’ll see where this goes. I quite like the idea of the plot. I just hope it all comes to fruition.
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DAY 2:
well, it’s day number two of writing and the more i write the more i realize how difficult it is to put together a character without it becoming your child. and i don’t mean becoming attached to it, although that does happen, i mean…it is it’s own person, like your offspring would be, but there can’t help but be traits of yourself in them. so how do you make each character their own? part of it i believe is the casting. the actor takes the words on paper and brings them to life, adding their own idiosyncrasies and mannerisms which make the character different. at least i hope that’s how it works. if not, man i’m having a crap load of difficulty with it. i can see them, hear them in my head – how do i communicate that on paper? hmmmm.
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DAY 3:
i’m finally getting to the meatier part of the story. but just like a good book or the season finale of your favourite tv show, i just want to get to the end! to speed up the process i’m debating cutting out all punctuation, capitals and any other form of needless grammar. the only thing keeping me from doing so, is the fact that i know at some point i’ll have to go back through the whole damn thing in order to put it all in. yep. nope. i guess i’ll just be patient. maybe.
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DAY 4:
it’s been some time since i last wrote… i’m not sure why. well, i guess life gets in the way of life sometimes. i’m having trouble loving all of my characters. i love one – his name is Gord. he’s a personal assistant. Gord is wonderful, he is sarcastic, dry, over dramatic and sparse. yes, i quite like Gord. i’m about to write the scene where Gord, his boss, and his boss’ new found friend have dinner. i have yet to decide whether the dinner will go swimmingly – or horribly wrong. i suppose we’ll find out!
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DAY 5:
it has been so long. i hardly remember how to type. well, that’s a lie – seeing as i have spent the last few months typing essay after essay. but it’s all over now folks. i have graduated, with a semester GPA of 3.9 out of 4 points things are looking up. now that it’s summer one would think i would have less time to write, but i think it might end up being the other way around. today i am going to reread what i’ve written to date. i hope that i will still be in love with this story. it would be a shame to have to scrap it…
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