It is a funny thing how the brain works.
Today I found myself wrestling with how to restructure a screenplay I'm working on.
A trusted friend and colleague suggested that I print out each scene in its entirety and tape them on a wall.
As she spoke, I felt my brain cave in, though I knew it was a good idea.
After I hung up, I looked over some recent notes, and one of the things I'd forgotten about was a typed list of all the scenes in the current draft; one sentence descriptions of each scene. My intention had been to cut those up and move them around like a puzzle to see if I might discover a new way of looking at things.
Instantly I felt energized. It's my version of what my friend was talking about. Because of the way my brain works - this use of tiny idea bites totally energized me. Somehow these tiny bites keep me from being overwhelmed... it's why when my husband and I sold jewelry for a living- I used to make earrings and he used make the necklaces- earrings are tiny idea bites!
So...not only did I get them all printed out and on the wall, but I was able to make real progress. I am so grateful for my friend whose gentleness with me around this process has been a godsend. She has nudged me again in the direction of my own creativity and that's where the fun lives.
About Me
- Lisa
- I like words. I do. As a freelance writer, I like finding fresh ways to deliver when people hire me to communicate to their target audience. But that’s not what this blog is about. Wheeeeee! This is just a delicious space for me to reveal some of my new and ancient word parties -that might never see the light of day otherwise- with you. Case in point: it might disturb you to know that I have a whole file full of titles. Yes, TITLES. Of novels, screenplays, children’s books and other such things. Things that I may never write. I walk down the street and ‘scroink!’ a title hits me in the face. Someone says something two tables over at a restaurant and I can’t help but scribble it down, thinking, damn, that’d be a great title for something. I promise you here and now this blog will not be a list of titles. I swear. I’m just saying that there’s some words in my satchel that I’ve been itching to share since I was a but a wee lass. (No I’m not from Ireland. But that’s not my fault.)Take a peek. If I could offer you a cup of tea and a really good piece of chocolate to savor along with my offerings, I would surely do so.
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