43 pages today – get in!
That brings me up to page 68. I’m well ahead.
Looking at the board:
I’m in a completely new scene somewhere between the blue/green card and the yellow card at the end of the third row.
That’s right, I’m at the end of act two, mother fucker.
Which is also almost exactly on target.
Some days I scare myself.
So what does this mean?
I may well be able to finish this by tomorrow, edit it on Tuesday and actually take the last day of the deadline off.
A day off! Who’d a thunk it?
Does this mean I can now write a script in three days?
Well … no.
This script is flying out because I wrote the treatment last year.
June to be precise.
Which means, even though I’ve not done any work on it since then, I’ve been mulling it over for six months. Once I’ve thought of a story or even a basic concept, it rolls around in my head. Even when I’m working on other projects, my mind still occasionally wanders over to have a poke at it.
This happens for everything I do. I have little mental boxes with all the concepts in and when an idea pops up for a particular project I just drop it into the box. Over six months, this box got very full.
When I came to look in the box last week, the whole film was practically already written.
Plus, this is a re-imagining of a 70s horror film – I wasn’t going to mention that bit, but the producer says it’s alright – so there’s already a full film to watch and study. That film has the whole template laid out for me, I just have to add a few tweaks and update the characters.
Believe me, if you gave me three days to write an original film from a concept I hadn’t mulled over for a while, I wouldn’t be able to do it.
Well, I might; but it would be a pile of shit.
To be fair, this one might be. I haven’t read anything I’ve written yet. I feel like I could push on tonight; but I won’t. Writing at this time of night tends to produce strange results and there’s no room in this script for dancing monkeys.
So I’m off to watch Blake’s 7.
All being well, I might finish the script tomorrow. Although tomorrow will be a short day – I’ve got to break early to teach a class tomorrow night. If anyone in the Brighton area wants to learn Kung Fu as a new year’s resolution, drop me a line.