14 posts tagged “script frenzy”

I realised that I hadn't sent anything off in forever, so I subbed Indigenous Species to Pseudopod. It's the best story I have that isn't intended for a specific pub, so off it went. It says they're more interested in tragedy than comedy, and that they'd prefer something without standard horror tropes such as zombies.

And I've sent them a funny zombie story. Still, I'm hoping that the tone will be enough. Also, I'm hoping that they'll just accept it because it's a funny zombie story. How can you not like funny zombie stories?

Also, after seen Mad Tante's post, I'm considering trying Script Frenzy this year. I have no idea why. I have no interest at all in scriptwriting, because, frankly, I suck. And I like description.

But I'm considering doing a Susan & Mitchell script, because I love writing their dialogue. Also, I'd just be writing it for me, so I could throw in as many giant sloths and Lovecraftian horrors as I wanted.

Hmm.

I just banged out five and a half pages of script. That's a third of my portion of Act 2 done and dusted.

Also, one of the themed ads on the sidebar of this 'compse' screen is telling me to stay at the Mythos Hotel Milan. There is no way that that hotel can possibly live up to my expectations.

I haven't written anything in three days.

What I have done? Well there was beer and pool and hanging out and lots of sleep. Oh, and 50 pages of master's thesis that I need to proofread.

Oh, and there was signing up for uni classes next year (I'm taking American Literature as a minor, it was either that or Literary Theory which is in Dutch) and me finding out that I passed all of this semester's exams. FTW.

But yes, time to work on that script. Bugger it all.

Met up with Righteous Queen of Blades (also known as Len) today. We spent about... 20 minutes plotting out the next act in our movie, and we also decided who would write what. So, with all that done and dusted, we then went and had Guinness and pizza.

The writing life is good.

I'm going to wait for EP to get back to me on the story they currently have - The Cape - and then I'll send them TSP. I think TSP would work well in audio format - I wrote it as if it were something I was telling someone, rather than an actual short story. Also, I think that The Cape is more suited to Pseudopod than Escape Pod, so I'll send that off to PP once I've heard back on Bobby.

I'm about halfway through a new short story featuring Susan, Mitchell, a monster and a fair bit of violence. Oh, and some tea. I wanted to work on it tonight, but I'm shattered. I've been helping a friend paint her new bedsit the past few days, and it's quite knackering.

I shouldn't complain, really. One of my neighbours has been doing archaeological digs for the past week and a half and he has another week and a half to go. I have a big load of nothing planned, except for getting that room painted, meeting up with Len to get the remaining 2/3 of our script plotted and hanging out with Leontine tomorrow. Not exactly strenuous.

Oh, and I've got to go down the temp agency. I have three months of freedom stretching out in front of me, and I would like some monies. I want to buy books and clothes and subscriptions to fiction magazines. The latter wish is quite expensive, what with me living in Dutchland, but I'm sure I'll manage.

Bugger this, my head feels like it's full of something fluffy yet heavy.

I've been productive recently.

I've slept about fifteen hours since my last update, which is awesome. Feeling much more rested, I was able to get a fair bit of writing done today.

First I finished the as yet untitled new story - I finally had the ending in my head, so I wanted to write it as fast as possible. It's still weak now, as almost all my endings are, but fuck it. I'll sort it out in the rewrites.

I then did another five and a half pages of script for Script Frenzy. I wanted to do it last night, but my brain was dead. I sat there staring at a blank word document for about ten minutes, trying to remember what I was supposed to be writing before deciding that it was best to just let it be.

Now I'm waiting for my next bout of inspiration so I can get writing again. This is a good feeling.

So, syntax is dead. It may or may not return as a zombie in August, depending on whether or not I've actually passed it. Right now I seriously couldn't care less, so it can stfu.

Wrote the second ten-page synopsis of the Script Frenzy thingie me and Len are working on. I have to say, I'm not sure I would have gone through with the scriptwriting if I hadn't been working with someone who knows about this stuff. I'm just getting a feel for short stories, and I can use them to further my currently non-existent writing career. It would take a buttload of scripts for me to feel confident enough to give one of them to someone and say, hey, film this.

And I don't know. Nowadays I seem to be writing to be read. I don't just write stupid daydream wish fulfillment stuff to amuse only me. When I've written something, I want to be confident that someone will read it and say something about it. Not necessarily something positive. Hell, for all I care they can go "Holy shit that was disgusting, you're a messed-up, talentless hack. And your haircut sucks." Because the first part may or may not be true, but the second one definitely is, and a reaction is a reaction. I'd hate to get nothing but 'meh'.

Will be getting into revisions soon. I think Bobby has been festering for long enough, so I'll take that piece out and give it a thorough poking. I'll also have to give the ending a complete overhaul - I remember there being copious amounts of suck in that area. When that's done, I'll send it off to my favorite podcast ever.

But, for the next two days, it's all about philology and sorting the script out. Then Friday it's the exam, then it's doing something with my classmates, and then it's a party with free beer. AND THEN IT'S THE SUMMER HOLIDAYS.

Revision for syntax exam - done. (Insofar it can be done.)

SIB - Finished.

Infected girl - Finished.

First five pages of Script Frenzy - Finished.

I am made of productivity and win.

So far today, I have practised syntax (wonder of wonders!), made a start on the screenplay I'm working on with Len (and I suck, but it's my first time and I have someone to correct my suckiness) and I've finished one of the short stories I've been working on.

So far, SIB (working title) clocks in at under 4,000 words. This is a first for me, especially considering it's a standalone(ish) story that I think I'll eventually be able to submit to some markets.

Now I have Infected Girl to finish, and I need to try to make a start on that difficult piece concerning spousal abuse, and that thing I came up with today about cannibalism.

I'm a veritable short story machine, it would seem.

It's true.

I currently have two half-finished short story first drafts. This is pretty awesome, really, seeing as it means that I should (hopefully) have two more short stories to send out in two weeks.

However, I also have Script Frenzy thingie with Len, which I need to do today (argh characterization), but most of all I have to revise for my syntax exam.

Now, if it was just reading a book, that'd be fine. But no. I've already read the book, now I have to go about practising my tree diagrams. This takes up a lot of time and will undoubtedly tire me out.

Oh, I'll be glad when it's Friday, I really will. I'm going to have some lime yoghurt, I think I've deserved that. Hopefully it will help me stop fantasizing about what I'll do when I get published for the first time, so I can get round to doing some actual work.