So I spent most of the day reading scripts and various screenwriting forums. I didn't have it in me to do much writing, so I figured the next best thing would be reading screenplays.
I read one that was so cliche, so hackneyed - but I couldn't put the fucking thing down. 147 pages, and I wanted to jab a pen in my eye with each overused cliche, yet I couldn't stop reading.
That's all I have for you today.
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I was feeling a bit depressed about my screenplay yesterday and did very little writing on it. I ended up reading "Thelma and Louise" again, which only depressed me more. I'm no Callie Khouri. I suck. The end.
I guess I should have opted to read the same piece of crap you were reading instead. That might have cheered me up. Although, I hate feeling like I should drive a pen into my eye to stop the pain.
What's a girl to do?
I normally read terrible movies that were made and then I think to myself...if these pieces of shit can get made, why can't I get something going??
Then that depresses me even more.
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