
I've been writing fiction and poetry for a long time, so when my creative writing professor suggested I try screen writing he got the HUGE GUFFAW. Screen writing? Really?
Well, he is an insistent suggestor, so okay, I signed up. Who knew I would LOVE IT??? (Probably, Mr. Van. He probably knew it.)
As a result, I've been trying to find some representation for my work (two full length features to date, two half-finished and the beginnings of a television series.)
Well, the shamless self promotion continues, the queries, pumping the loglines and premises.... and in the meantime, my brother in law, a videographer asked "Why don't you just film your own short feature?"
Well, my good brother, why the hell not?
Hence, we are filming INTENT, a short thriller based on my short story of the same title. Feeling really productive this week as I've finished the screen play and have half the film "story boarded".
Now I will tell you I have never done a story board in my life. But sometimes you just have to decide you're gonna live it. I did a little reasearch, found a story board blank on Google and Vwa-la! Story board!
For the last two years, I've been telling myself every day that I'm a writer. Maybe that sounds stupid. It's been hard for me to own my dream. To live it. And no, I have not made any significant money yet- so some might say I'm not a "real writer".
But real isn't in the pocketbook, it's in the heart. That's how I see it anyhow. Being a real writer means that I have to write every day- not have to as in forced to- have to as I MUST - that I don't feel complete that day without doing it. It's part of me, this drive to create- something visual, musical, written. It's a gift- one I have been hesitant to open, have re-wrapped and opened again.
And yeah, some days I chide myself for not having a "real" job. And I have to remind myself:
Not in the pocketbook.
In the heart.