What’s Better Than Nothing?
Last week’s partial third draft of The Wheel, that’s what (which, really, because of th re-write, is more like a first draft in places).
The fully completed third draft will be posted this week on Thursday.
Last week’s partial third draft of The Wheel, that’s what (which, really, because of th re-write, is more like a first draft in places).
The fully completed third draft will be posted this week on Thursday.
Just birthed in the studio…
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Tripping about the neighbourhood, window-shopping, I ended up at knitters’ heaven (aka Three Bags Full @ 30th and Main). Oh, sweet seduction.
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Yikes – could this be any more 70s?
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Last Friday, the second draft of The Wheel was workshopped in my scriptwriting class. Which was great, really. Lots of fabulous ideas and suggestions bandied about. Except…well, let me put it to you this way:
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In bullfighting, the area of the ring chosen by the bull where it feels secure.
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that Caravaggio was a bad-ass?
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As Ani sings, “sometimes there’s poetry written right on the bathroom wall”.
And sometimes inspiration for your next job can be found lining your trash bin:
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In the past week I have:
1. | Suffered agonizing back pain. |
2. | Tried not to succumb to depression due to back pain. |
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home from my London visit – hit the ground running so to |
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speak. Instead I feel like I just hit the ground. Period.) |
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3. | Aided in the 4th annual Hallowe’en Extravanganza. |
What is the Hallowe’en Extravaganza you ask? Well…
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Me, for letting my daily post diligence fall off the wagon – several times – over the last month…
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Gentle readers, postings for Rich Little Poor Girl Fridays will be suspended indefinitely…at least until I come up with more brilliant ideas on how to stretch a loonie.
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Second draft. Still toying with motives and fine-tuning characters.
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Yikes. I warned you that posts might be sporadic. Back in Vancouver now, so the Muse should return to its former Daily glory.
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Hmmm…the full first draft. Crappy and inconsistent.
Today was low-key.
Woke up to a beautiful, sunny fall day in London.
Oh God, there is something in my mother’s kitchen cupboard that is so terrifying…
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tomorrow, bright and early, for a visit to my hometown: London, Ontario.
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Lesson #9: IS THERE MORE?
What more can I tell you?
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Previously on “The Wheel”…
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away from convention
into the unknown.
Hoping to live up to expectations
especially my own.
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Yesterday my subtle, elegant, gold curly-cue stud jumped out of my nose and, presumably, down the drain and off to the great sewage beyond.
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The following surfaced while ferreting through drawers, looking for something interesting to share with you.
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which will be tomorrow…
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Lesson #8: HAPPY-RICH AND DOLLAR-POOR
This week’s lesson has to do with a different kind of “rich”. I’m talking quality rather than quantity.
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My instructor warned us fledgling playwrights, “Writing a screenplay is harder than it looks.”
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My computer battery is all outta wack and playing silly buggars with me.
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Today I removed myself from the City P:Drive.
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z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z…
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This could well be a name for a pop-alt-cult band…
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