I take it back.

I take it back.

A little while ago, I mentioned writing, and a screenplay I submitted to a contest sponsored by Miramax. When I mentioned this, I hinted at maybe the script was garbage and that it was being “puked over”. I know. Mature. This was me being negative about….well, me. And low and behold, I found out today that the script actually made it past the first round. Sure it’s one of 90 scripts to do so in the current competition, but that was in fact, what I hoped for in the least. I mean, if you can make it out of the slush pile, you’re on the right track. I’m not suggesting that I’m guaranteed to succeed. I was just looking to see if I was close to the mark. Is this something I can learn? Am I going in the right direction as far as trying to develop the skills needed to tell a story. (in this case, storytelling in the form of a screenplay). Making it past the first round tells me that I have in fact absorbed something from the classes I’ve taken. Which is what I needed, considering that the script I’m currently writing is a furball of a first draft. This “little victory” is a positive boost for me during those frustrating, lonely nights spent trying to write in a coffee shop with no heat.

Having said all that, I must stress that this Blog is by no means an example of my writing skills. I don’t spend time editing this. It’s off the cuff, it’s expression. Venting. Ranting and/or raving.

Speaking of raving……

I’m loving “The Cloud Atlas”, by Liam Callanan. It’s engrossing. I’m not that far into it, but I’m having trouble putting it down. The bus pulls up to my stop, and I’m disappointed I have to put the book away. (Sorry Mr. Callanan, but I won’t risk frostbite for any book). I’m at work and I’m looking forward to getting out so I can continue reading. (Holy shit that’s depressing. I need a life). I’ll probably go into greater detail about the book and why I think it’s great at a later date, after I finish it. So there. A rave. Something positive.