Script Frenzy progress
Day 1:
Sauron gave me a ring plot! Happy, shiny ring plot!
Day 2:
Ok! So Alix and I both got some writing done yesterday, which is good. Now we just need to find a way to make the magic happen. We both covered a lot of the same material, unfortunately, so there will be some splicing. But whatever! [...] Finally, I managed to eat enough not to be hungry anymore. It took 2 slices of toast with peanut butter, a handful of grapes, 2 boiled eggs, blue corn chips, and 2 glasses of milk. And I'll probably be hungry again come dinner, esp. if Alix and I are writing. Writing heavily always makes me super hungry. I don't know why. I guess all the energy is just being directed to my brain.
Day 4:
"Why does it matter?"
This is the question at the top of my Google Docs right now. A character is asking it, and for the life of me, I can't think of an answer, either in the context of the story, or in general (for the story). Why? Why am I writing? This is so frustrating.
Day 5:
*inchoate, flailing stress*
Day 7:
Today is much better. Alix and I are now on more or less the same page. (Not literally the same page, though, because we tend to be interested in different facets of the story--and not at all the ones either of us expected. Alix is writing about the librarian and the fringe groups who are eschewing the social media invasion of privacy, and I'm writing about a person who uses her smart phone to spy on potential boyfriends and a teenager who wants to get braces like her friends and be able to download movies in her room, but is thwarted by her Luddite parents. Go figure.)
I think things will go much more smoothly once Easter is over and I get my computer back from its virus-addled state so that I can use Final Draft instead of Google Docs. Then at least we'll both be using the same program and can see changes more easily.
Sauron gave me a ring plot! Happy, shiny ring plot!
Day 2:
Ok! So Alix and I both got some writing done yesterday, which is good. Now we just need to find a way to make the magic happen. We both covered a lot of the same material, unfortunately, so there will be some splicing. But whatever! [...] Finally, I managed to eat enough not to be hungry anymore. It took 2 slices of toast with peanut butter, a handful of grapes, 2 boiled eggs, blue corn chips, and 2 glasses of milk. And I'll probably be hungry again come dinner, esp. if Alix and I are writing. Writing heavily always makes me super hungry. I don't know why. I guess all the energy is just being directed to my brain.
Day 4:
"Why does it matter?"
This is the question at the top of my Google Docs right now. A character is asking it, and for the life of me, I can't think of an answer, either in the context of the story, or in general (for the story). Why? Why am I writing? This is so frustrating.
Day 5:
*inchoate, flailing stress*
Day 7:
Today is much better. Alix and I are now on more or less the same page. (Not literally the same page, though, because we tend to be interested in different facets of the story--and not at all the ones either of us expected. Alix is writing about the librarian and the fringe groups who are eschewing the social media invasion of privacy, and I'm writing about a person who uses her smart phone to spy on potential boyfriends and a teenager who wants to get braces like her friends and be able to download movies in her room, but is thwarted by her Luddite parents. Go figure.)
I think things will go much more smoothly once Easter is over and I get my computer back from its virus-addled state so that I can use Final Draft instead of Google Docs. Then at least we'll both be using the same program and can see changes more easily.