Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Cracking The Whip.

I want to sit in a Starbucks and scream into my phone, “What we need is fresh screenwriting talent! An unknown! Where on earth can we find it?”

I may wanna buy Kevlar first. In the meantime, I put in some serious writing of my own last night on my sitcom, fleshing out one particular plotline.

Let’s face it: writing is a bitch. Or a bastard. Pick your gender. Doesn’t matter. The process is a pain no matter how you shake your fist and swear at it. But one thing is for certain: the toughest part is getting started. Just start, and you’ll surprise yourself. Stories will present themselves, characters will come to life, and you’ll find your way through.

No one ever regrets having written. Last night was a good night.

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