Thursday, June 15, 2006

Day twelve

Three pages last night, a paltry attempt.

This was for an action sequence which, currently, hinges on an illogical and stupid act committed by one of the characters. Where I should have just applied the elbow grease and run straight through and onto the next thing, I kept stopping to clarify things and make the action more believable.

I don't have time for that sort of thing now. With only two days left, it's got to be nonsense, inconsistency, exposition and deus ex machina, along with brutal suppression of self-criticism, from here to FADE OUT.

Category: Writing

1 comment:

  1. "...nonsense, inconsistency, exposition and deus ex machina"

    Already sounds better than most summer movies.

    Feel the burn. You're nearly there. The pain is imaginary. That nosebleed, that's imaginary too. Just sponge the keyboard down, and keep typing.