When I've spent a fair amount of time developing a project (before writing the actual screenplay), I often find myself unable to come up with new ideas and new directions to take the story in. It's as if I become too boxed in by what I have done so far. My question is, can anyone relate to this, and...
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Fantastic post Gwendolyn. Thank you. :-))
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Thanks Sylvia! -- Writing is a tough but rewarding journey I find...
That's for sure. I just binge- watched 10 episodes of 'Making a Murderer' and thought ... wow... that was a huge undertaking... with video, scripted and recordings... all put together.... amazing. Bummed out after watching it though. Yikes.
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You are only limited by your imagination. If I have written to a certain point and my outline says I need to get from point A to point B, that means there are 180 different possibilities to get there...
Expand commentYou are only limited by your imagination. If I have written to a certain point and my outline says I need to get from point A to point B, that means there are 180 different possibilities to get there by moving forward and 180 different possibilities to get there by doubling back before heading forward. Then I just have to start brainstorming what all of this possible routes are. I seldom have to get to 180 before I find one that sparks me.
If you don't know what your root action or its metaphor is before you start it's easy to get lost. I started a play strictly to follow the preservation of Lenin's body. He was already suspicious that...
Expand commentIf you don't know what your root action or its metaphor is before you start it's easy to get lost. I started a play strictly to follow the preservation of Lenin's body. He was already suspicious that Stalin the wrong person to succeed him, but a stroke put him in Stalin's power. So Lenin's fears, even though written, were concealed by Stalin, who purposely wanted to make Lenin into a God so that he could retain and increase his powers. That disgusted me. So I decided to turn the script into a Marx Brother's version of events (keeping them historically accurate) but showing how Lenin's soul reacted. Basically I created a second arc -- that of Lenin's soul infused by the feminine side of God --- realizing what Stalin was doing and ended with Lenin's spirit lamenting the realities he'd caused and ended the play by having Lenin quote Candide's line about helping people by building a small garden and sharing. So what's my metaphor? Be very careful to whom you grant power. I wrote it during George W. Bush's first term as unelected President..