Today I finished the first draft of a script that I've been working on for probably four or five years, now. This is the script that, if all goes according to my very insane plans, I'll be making into an indie movie sometime soon after I graduate.
I printed it out, and even though I've seen it a million times on my laptop screen, having it in my hands with a cover page and all is just so satisfying. So, the easy part was over, now the hard part (editing) starts.
Somewhere along the way, I should probably start figuring out how to raise $8-$10,000 so I can make this thing, I imagine that would probably be what I should refer to as "the hard part".
Added to this, Wednesday in class, some girl who I've never met told me that she thought I was a really great writer, based on my story in Broken Ink. That was very nice. It's times like those when I know the only thing I ever want to do in this world is write something that will make people happy.
And, a few of my friends were talking about it the other day, and they all honestly seem to be pretty confident that I'll make it as a writer. I realize they're my friends, they're not going to tell me I'm NOT going to make it, but they seemed honest, and I have a pretty good BS detector.
And, I had a nice (if short) visit with my parents this past week. My roommate was completely blown away by the fact that my Dad not only bought me beer, but offered one to him.
Sorry to get all deep on here, but, dammit, I'm happy and I want everyone to know it!:
I printed it out, and even though I've seen it a million times on my laptop screen, having it in my hands with a cover page and all is just so satisfying. So, the easy part was over, now the hard part (editing) starts.
Somewhere along the way, I should probably start figuring out how to raise $8-$10,000 so I can make this thing, I imagine that would probably be what I should refer to as "the hard part".
Added to this, Wednesday in class, some girl who I've never met told me that she thought I was a really great writer, based on my story in Broken Ink. That was very nice. It's times like those when I know the only thing I ever want to do in this world is write something that will make people happy.
And, a few of my friends were talking about it the other day, and they all honestly seem to be pretty confident that I'll make it as a writer. I realize they're my friends, they're not going to tell me I'm NOT going to make it, but they seemed honest, and I have a pretty good BS detector.
And, I had a nice (if short) visit with my parents this past week. My roommate was completely blown away by the fact that my Dad not only bought me beer, but offered one to him.
Sorry to get all deep on here, but, dammit, I'm happy and I want everyone to know it!
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