So, yeah, I’m working on another screenplay. I’m ostensibly writing it for a competition, but I’m mostly writing it so I can actually have a proper feature-length film screenplay that is not the property of someone else and isn’t so experimental no one will touch it.
And it starts in the usual place you’d think for me: in a Starbucks, drinking tea and writing it down on paper.
It’s an idea I thought of during the first five minutes of watching a completely unrelated film. It’s managed to stay in my head for weeks, changing and morphing and then demanding to be written down.
So far I’m about two-thirds of the way through my outline. It’s missing something—I think I know what it is and I’ll figure out some way to bolt it on. But it’s good to be writing the sort of things I love writing.