This week is going to be all screenplay, all the time. I hate that I have procrastinated so long on this project. It’s not just that it’s for a grade and I like to get A’s, even if it doesn’t matter (I’m a masochist and took this class for fun), but that I also want to enter the Virginia Screenwriting Competition, which has a May 23 deadline. So, this “first draft” must be better than a first draft because I will only have four weeks to get it into “final draft” shape. I am hoping my screenwriting professor will be brutal in his critique so I can actually spend those four weeks polishing my pretty story to a high gloss shine.
When I am not working on the screenplay, I will be working on late April/early May anthology deadlines. There are anthologies that I really must make an effort to submit to-- otherwise, I’ll be kicking myself when those lovely books go to print and I know I don’t have any chance of being in them. I really hate it when that happens.
The good news is, I’m caught up on my grading and teaching responsibilities for the next week. So, I really have no excuse not to spend every waking hour (or most of them) writing. No excuses.
Write, write, write.
When this semester is over and I have submitted my grades and my screenplay, I am going to reward myself with a hair appointment, a pedicure and a massage. Maybe all in one day. Conveniently enough, my birthday coincides with the end of the semester.
Until then… write, write, write.
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