Off And Running
Man, I’ve been pounding out this script like nobody’s business. I’ve been thinking about this story in various forms off and on for about three years. I’ve thought about the characters, their actions, mannerisms, interactions with each other. I’ve written several scenes down in no particular order because they’ve kept coming back to me. For the longest time I had intentions of writing this story as a prose piece, but after starting off as an experiment in script form it really began to take shape.
Now it’s off and running almost of its own volition.
Granted, when this first draft is finished it will mostly resemble a glorified story outline, but that’s what rewrites are for. My biggest difficulty now is to not get ahead of myself. I’m already thinking of ways to beef up a couple of subplots, maybe moving a scene, or thinking of scenes I’m going to scrap, scenes I want to add. There’s one particular problem that I can barely wait to get my hands on, but I’ll force myself to wait until I get this first draft finished.
Now, if this damn thing would just let me sleep.