Wednesday, October 22, 2003 Hey, blond girl. Yeah. You. The one sitting in pajama bottoms yawning and whining about being tired. The one who keeps on saying that she wants to be a writer. Think about Alan Ball. Think about Alan Ball, getting home from a long day of getting yelled at by sitcom divas, and going to his computer and writing the spec screenplay that didn't have a chance in hell in getting made. The spec screenplay he just couldn't. stop. writing. Maybe even pull down your copy of the American Beauty screenplay. Give his introduction a read. You don't think he got tired? You don't think he got frustrated? You don't think he deems those late nights totally and completely worth it? Now shut the hell up and write your screenplay. You don't even have to write the scenes you don't want to write. You can write the fun scenes. Just get three pages down. Just three pages. And then, maybe, there will be sleep. If you're very very good, that is. If you've been paying attention. | permalink blog • archives • photos • about • contact This work is licensed under a Creative Commons License. All content © 2004.