Insanity revisited....

As if I wasn't insane enough to get myself caught up in the November writing frenzy, NaNoWriMo---50,000 words in 30 days--- Now I've signed myself up for the sister program Script Frenzy---20,000-word or 100-page script in 30 days, which is set to begin April 1st.

I've never written a stage or screenplay before, so it should be an interesting exercise in imagination. And because I want it to be fun, I've decided to use one of their generated plot ideas so I don't have to struggle with what to write. Try not to laugh too much at the plot, it is supposed to be fun, you know ;) So, without further ado, here it is:

Screenplay: Devil Dread Bayou

Main Characters (so far): Max Steiner, Elsa Hardcastle

Plot: In a world where sleep must be paid for, a bike messenger with a death wish, plans to camp out in a haunted bayou.

So, let's see what I make of it :) I'm hoping it will be a good way to relieve some stress, since I don't really care how it turns out and it'll give my mind a chance to rest between edits. I'm still working out the plot for Soul Sifters and it's causing more problems than I realized it would, but I think it's mostly me trying to over-complicate things :)

I still have a month to figure out ideas for the screenplay and I'm hoping some of my NaNoWriMo luck will rub off for this Script Frenzy. Plus, if Soul Sifters continues to cause problems, I can always wait for this November and put it through the NaNoWriMo wringer :)

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Scottish Festival and a bit of poetry...

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From the Inkwell, From the Vein.....

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