Yup. That’s what I’m doing right now.
Because I’m struggling with a scene in my rewrite. Since my last post, I’ve had two big story meetings. One here at my office with Peter and Julie. We had all made our own notes and we met to go over the script. It was a civil meeting – sometimes these things are not – and by the time we were done I was very jazzed and full of new and better ideas to take the story to what’s often referred to as ‘the next level.’
I was so excited that I began the assemblage of said notes while I waited to hook up with the director for her notes. That finally happened last Friday at her house. I arrived at 3pm and didn’t leave until some time around midnight, after a very yummy feast of homemade chicken meatloaf, mashed potatoes and green beans.
I went through all the changes I wanted to make, which she liked, and then we spent a lot of time talking about all the characters. One of the things that wasn’t as fleshed out as it could have been in the last draft was the backstories and character arcs of some of the people the girls meet on the road. And the idea that the things those characters say need to tie into the story and resonate down the road.
If I can write what’s in my head – that’s much harder than it sounds, people – then I think my really good script can become really great. I say that as I am here procrastinating because I’m struggling with one particular scene. And it’s not just any scene. It’s the scene that sets their journey into motion, aka the inciting incident (scene). The whole thing is swarming around in my noggin and if my two girls don’t start spitting out their words soon I’m going to beat the words out of them.
Seriously.
