falling off the wagon
So it's five in the morning. My head hurts. My tooth hurts. My back hurts. My eyes kind of hurt. I didn't get done half what I wanted to tonight. I wanted a new draft of TWOMP including the end of Act One, and instead I totally revamped Elodie's early scenes, got Tressa subtly-but-solidly worked into the story better (but not enough?) and didn't write one word past where I left the previous draft. I promised myself three features this year, and I am still on page 24 of the first.
Additionally, I wanted a new tighter edit of Open to show Writing Group tomorrow -- I wanted both a film edit AND a script rewrite ready to go. It sounds like a lot, but it's not. Not only have we had two weeks since the last meeting, but didn't I tell myself I was going to start coming down harder? Admittedly, it was an unexpected week (laptop arrival, bag purchase, end of BSG, everybody else's spring break, money stress) but still. I can fucking do better.
I did get some work on Open done. The bedroom window/naked girl scene got a total recut, almost from scratch. At this point I'm getting afraid it's too fast and quick, and short of having Lauren and Gil come in and do some ADR for me, I'm just not sure what can be done. Fine-tooth-combing my own works really illuminates where I need to grow as a director, and let's say there's no shortage of areas.
And I do think I started to address the Elodie Problem in a way that will work, further down the line, to get the story's ball rolling, for fuck's sake -- I've been paralyzed by this one tiny moment, how to get information from one character to the other character in a motivated, dramatic, non-expositiony way, and I've been paralyzed there for an entire month.
So progress was made tonight, but my focus was all over the place and my productivity was shitty.
I can fucking do better.
Additionally, I wanted a new tighter edit of Open to show Writing Group tomorrow -- I wanted both a film edit AND a script rewrite ready to go. It sounds like a lot, but it's not. Not only have we had two weeks since the last meeting, but didn't I tell myself I was going to start coming down harder? Admittedly, it was an unexpected week (laptop arrival, bag purchase, end of BSG, everybody else's spring break, money stress) but still. I can fucking do better.
I did get some work on Open done. The bedroom window/naked girl scene got a total recut, almost from scratch. At this point I'm getting afraid it's too fast and quick, and short of having Lauren and Gil come in and do some ADR for me, I'm just not sure what can be done. Fine-tooth-combing my own works really illuminates where I need to grow as a director, and let's say there's no shortage of areas.
And I do think I started to address the Elodie Problem in a way that will work, further down the line, to get the story's ball rolling, for fuck's sake -- I've been paralyzed by this one tiny moment, how to get information from one character to the other character in a motivated, dramatic, non-expositiony way, and I've been paralyzed there for an entire month.
So progress was made tonight, but my focus was all over the place and my productivity was shitty.
I can fucking do better.