Going down the only road I've ever known.
That's right. As of a couple days ago, I'm officially writing solo again.
Me. Sans writing partner.
While I'd love to regale you with a sordid tale of betrayal and violence, the truth is simply that Annabel is a mother of at least three dozen children (if not hundreds more) with a whole lot of responsibilities.
My biggest decision of the day is what cereal to have for breakfast.
We'd have enjoyed continuing to write together - and I'm sure we will again - but, for now, I'm on a pretty tight schedule if I'm going to give this 12 month thing a real shot.
That means that I need to be pushing forward at full steam.
Even if it is alone.
With all its flaws, we cranked out a really great script together in record time. From inception to three full drafts in under a month. That's pretty awesome.
The sad part is, I really enjoyed writing with a partner. Having someone readily available to bounce ideas off of - who also happens to be equally invested in the project - is so huge that I can't even begin to describe it.
Oh well. C'est la vie.
So, here I am. Outlining my new masterpiece and about to get cranking on it.
Disney Fellowship application goes out tomorrow - so wish me luck with that as well.
Other than that, stay tuned as I have a blog or two to throw up here in short order.
Coming up: My First MILF
And it's only fitting that today's Song of the Day is - Whitesnake. Here I Go Again.
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3 comments:
Godspeed, IQ.
the first week of my job working in a record store entailed watching the uncensored video of Tawny on the Jaguar hood, slowed down to see the beaver shot.... thanks for the reminder, my good man
I almost made a deal on a collaboration last year, I figured I could juggle my own with helping someone else... how did you guys do it? email back n forth and talk on IM? or were you two in the same town and could meet?
We basically spent a few hours a day on the phone developing characters and outlining. Once we had the outline locked in - the writing was done back and forth via email.
I love Tawny.
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