I finished a second draft of my script on October eleventh. I was proud--am proud. On November eleventh, you will once again hear my bitching and moaning about how nothing is working.This is the script I want to be known for. It's something I'd watch. I'd watch it on TV, in theaters, I'd buy the DVD and talk about it on the IMDB forums.
Sadly, it's far from perfect. Not having not printed it out or clicked on the file, I already know some stuff I have to fix. God knows how I'll read the script after being removed from it for so long. I've been reading plays and Aaron Sorkin's script book, so my biggest concern will be the dialogue (or dialog or whatever). I'll be re-crafting it one scene at a time.
In other news, my short story is coming along. The story is actually a story now. For some reason, I have to write the story first and then move on to fleshing out the characters; the opposite of how most writers work, I know. I'd love for my characters to speak to me, but they'd most likely tell me to do absolutely nothing for five thousand words. I finished a draft yesterday, made some notes on the print out today, will start revising tomorrow. It's a short short story (longer than flash) and I already a publisher picked out.
The next draft will focus on getting all the story elements in order, making the characters come alive, and after than I'll work on the prose. One never knows how many drafts a work will take, especially when every word counts (unlike screenplays where there's less to "paint" because the director and actors fill it in).
Brooding of you,
Mr. Jordan