The Inner Critic/Editor/Jerk

I want to write an article on Script Frenzy!, but my Inner Critic is telling me that there are thousands of other people who did Screnzy who could write the article twenty-times better than I could. That my little cousin could write it better than I. Ouch. I think depriving my IC of meat for a month has made it ravenous. Given, my younger cousin is a superb writer, but still....

Then I start thinking: My script is a piece of nonsense, that it won't go anywhere and who am I kidding? Yes, just a few seconds ago I said these words aloud: "I can't write! Who am I kidding?" Uh, hello? 20,036 words says that maybe I can. But my IC points out that it was utter drivel. Touche.

Who will win? Most likely the Critic. She usually does nowadays.

Next on the list....

I have finished Script Frenzy! 2007! Yeah! Now, back to the "real world". Here's a look at my writing summer:

What's left of June minus this Saturday to the first of the next: CELEBRATE, BABY! Take a break and enjoy the sweet taste of Victory...until this Saturday.

Saturday-?: Work on my piece for the Quote!Fic Challange at CoS Forums (www.cosforums.com)

August: (Hopefully) [F]inish my first draft of my Pride and Prejudice playscript

September: Write a second draft of my screenplay

That may seem jam-packed, but it's really not. I won't be writing 24/7, and there isn't the pressure of deadlines...unless someone approaches me about P&P, wanting to direct it. THEN it's pressure-cooker time. I'd be writing my ifs, ands and buts off 'til the break of every dawn...maybe. I don't know if I'm that dedicated ;)

I WON!

It's over. I won! YEHAW!!! Thank you, thank you, thank....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

The light at the end of the tunnel...

Is growing closer. No, I am not dying...at least, I don't think so. I mean, we're all dying...but that's for a different post...on a different blog ;)

18,500 words! Dude, I am so close. I only have two scenes left to write. I am eight days ahead of schedule! Yipee! Hooray! Hoorah!

The characters--at least two of them--are doing weird stuff. It's kind of fun. They hate each other, now they're kissing. Huh. Well, anything can happen in a comedy, I guess :D

1,500 left! I want to win soooooo bad I can taste it.

Just Type (5 AM)

5 AM and you e- me
And I'm still awake
Can you help me unravel my latest mistake
I can't write it, summer just isn't my season
Yeah we type through the night, a word count we've in mind
Like they have any write to critisize
Hypocrites, you're all still around 10 thousand

'Cause you can't write ahead,
We're all stuck on a outline
And this really stinks
Am I out of my right mind
No one can find the delete button, girl
So cradle your keys in your hands

And type,
Just type.
Whoa Type,
Just type.

May we reach 20k on the day before last
Just today you sat down with 20k to hack
Ain't been sober since maybe the beginning of this month
Here in town you can tell I've been gone for awhile
But, great Scot! it's so beautiful when they all smile
"Who are you?" "Remember, I'm your next-door neighbor?"

'Cause you can't write ahead
We're all stuck on an outline
And this really stinks
Am I out of my right mind
No one can find the delete button, boys
So cradle the keys in your hands

And Type,
Just type.
Whoa, type,
Just type.

There's a light at the end of this tunnel, you shout
But you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
These mistakes you've made, you'll just write it again
But don't you try turning around.

5 AM and I'm still awake, writing a script
If I get it all down on paper, I'll just flip
It's inside of me, threatening the life it belongs to
And i feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
'Cause these words are my word count, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to

'Cause you can't write ahead
We're all stuck on an outline
And this really sucks
Am I out of my right mind
No one can find the delete button now
Write until you can't understand

And type,
Just type.
Whoa, type ,
Just type.
Ooooh, type
Just type.

Strawberry Seeds

Okay, I only have 14.5k and already my plot is winding down and getting ready to stop. Urgh! Oh well; there's always padding...though I really don't want to do that. I think I'll have to go back and expand scenes by some way or another. *sigh*

On a lighter note...I am FOUR days ahead, people. Yesterday I was five days ahead, but oh well.

Well, I'm off to write...or sleep. Don't know which yet.

13k!

I have surpassed 13,000 words! Only a little under 7,000 to go...*insert large groan here* I sure hope I can write enough to finish it...there's always padding, but I really don't want to do that.

Everyone's still behaving. A few surprises (Jake shows up in jail for something involving Victoria's Secret), but nothing too exciting.

Might write some more tonight, not sure. I'm tired and want to sleeeeeeeeeeeeep! Oh, and I'm also crazy. I signed up for a writing competition and sent in an entry for a small one last night. Also, I am waiting to hear about a playscript I sent into a competition, but I probably won't be hearing from them until sometime in November. I am also writing for fun every night. Writers write always...even if it's just writing out checks for the utility bills.

Well, that's all I could think of. Just thought I'd give you an update. G'night.