Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Emily has Issues: Part One


Something happened this weekend that I knew was coming and yet was completely unprepared for and still can't get my head around so I'm sapped of a lot of creative energy this week, and what little I have I need to save for my spec. Today I have to write a sex scene and introduce some more characters and that's going to be tough to do with the headspace I'm in.

I did this to myself, by the way. I have nobody to blame for my emotional state but me.

Still, I'm not going to let my self-imposed feeling of betrayal get in the way of making my script brilliant. Instead it's helping me. Last night I couldn't sleep because of all these torturous thoughts that have been rolling around in my brain, and then I switched to my spec. What happens after the guys beat the crap out of those other guys?

Because for those of you who haven't figured this out yet, ninety percent of my scripts open either with sex or a fight, which is why my scripts will do well commercially as soon as somebody notices them. And I like those kinds of scripts. If you've read my blog for any amount of time you've already figured this out, but I am not your average girl. In fact, I don't own a single romantic comedy on DVD, which really separates the wheat from the chaff when you're dating somebody, especially when they find out you kickbox and that you have life-sized Star Wars cutouts in your bedroom that frighten people when they walk into the apartment because Han Solo looks real for a minute and he's holding a gun.

Dudes either think it's cool or they run away. Or they pretend to think it's cool as they back their way to the door.

But I digress.

Anyway, imagining my next scene in my head makes it easier to fall asleep, and I'm fortunately one of those people with a good memory for story. I forget the directions somebody gave me two seconds ago, but I can remember the cool line I thought up right as I was on the cusp of my visit with Queen Mab the night before.

My point is that you have to be able to shake that nagging little bug in your brain that wants to distract you from your mission with all that psychological crap from the outside world. The stuff I came up with last night will launch today's writing session. And starting is really the hard part, isn't it? Once I begin a scene I'm usually in it until the end, an hour later when I look up and realize I'm still in my pajamas and I haven't eaten or brushed my teeth.

Oh. I'm still in my pajamas right now. And I haven't eaten or brushed my teeth. I should probably do something about that.

And then go work on my script.

Go work on your script.

2 comments:

  1. Savage Steve Holland rules!

    Cheer up - life sucks and there's nothing we can do about it... so we might as well have a good time, just to piss everyone off.

    - Bill

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  2. Thanks. I really am tired of feeling sorry for myself now. All done.

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