I like to finish what I start. Whether my efforts will be recognized or appreciated doesn’t matter at this point. This project was honestly sparked for fun. As a way to cope with my mom’s cancer and give people a laugh about something that’s just wayyyyyyy too serious.
Screenplays are fun. They move faster than novels, but some days you just get sick of all the damn dialogue.
And man, do women talk a lot.
My story is about brain damage, cancer, and family. It’s female-centric so I have to apologize in advanced to any men who aren’t ready to hear a couple of monologues.
(There are only 2, I swear)
But I’m a chick, so I started with what I know. The REAL work hasn’t even begun yet. I need to primp up this first script and make sure it’s ready. Then off to my testers it goes for feedback. (Special shout out to Aaron Dunbar for agreeing to read this over)
The hubsy gets the first read-through along with my 11 year old who was born 30. They’ll have to email me their criticisms so I can cry at a screen instead of arguing with them before realizing they’re right.
But right now it’s completed and ready for polishing.