#writingmyscript

Almost the end of my holidays and I’ve written so far 6,000 words, am well chuffed! I could and know that I should’ve written more but start of the holidays I need to feel comfortable. Plus to get into character and sticking to what I wanted to write…I think I have hit a point that for some reason I might be going into writers block…I’ve run out of things to write! It’s shouldn’t happen…I know…but it has and now I am sitting in a WeWork building, writing about sentimental life while watching workers from the bank across leave for lunch. For the past week I have stuck with two written projects one is about a female commanding officer in charge of an east london financial district know as the Wharf. At the moment cos I am writing that one down in a notebook and carrying it with me everywhere it’s like, I have ideas but when I want to write them down, I don’t seem to have my notebook with me…or my battery has died….the usual ‘oh shit moments’ pop up. Anyway I am fully loaded with things to do, and the other project that I officially started on Monday is about a Lovely character Emily Blackstone (Love the name!) who has been through a bunch of series of dates and is almost at the point of giving up and maybe thinking of becoming a lesbian, it might be an open experience for her and she might open up a lot more about her. So her lovely thoughtful friends have discovered a way to get out, to get her out and enjoy life as it should be. As per usual there is always one person who will ruin it for that particular person…the frenemy! Life’s one possible thing that always seem to go pots when you think, everything is going so well. So two projects….I have set myself up until the 31st of October to hopefully finish one into a script…I have given myself a lot of time I think 90 days if it’s over my calculations are probably wrong and it’s the time that I defiantly need another shot of coffee to keep my caffeine levels up if I need some…wine later on…either that I’m turning into an alcoholic…shit that’s bad! It’s really quiet here in Wework Spitalfields, like almost empty if only I had Friday’s off….need to find a job that I could work part time but I know that my manager will never allow it. Until next time…see ya