Got about 5 scenes done on the script today. Then went back to the beginning and worked on some of the dialogue in the first scene now that the characters are more in my voice than speaking in the voice of the author of the play.

Gonna take a bit of a break this weekend because the next section is going to be comprised mostly of original scenes. Just work on some small scenes and get started on the middle section Sunday.

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number of scenes I wrote today. Something later on sort of soured the day, but all in all, it wasn't bad. Tonight: The Pretender, and maybe research adapting a play into a film by watching both versions of Madea's Family Reunion.

Remember that emotional revelation scene I wrote about earlier? Well, actually wrote the scene we moved it to today. Really feel emotionally exhausted now. Normally I'd continue writing after working on only two relatively short scenes, just don't feel like it. Gonna take a break from writing the rest of today, go work out and get back to it tomorrow.

And if you wonder what I'll be doing in the mean time...watching The Pretender Season 3 Disc 1. If all goes according to plan, that is. Mwhahahahaha!

Ever have one of those project you're working on that you just don't feel like getting to and do everything you can to avoid it? That's been my approach the last week or so to a scene in the script I'm currently working on. The problem for the most part is the structure of the scene in the play I'm adapting it from. It was structured around a major revelation at the end of the scene. However, the revelation doesn't make sense in this scene being told by the main character to two strangers, when it's something he should've discussed in private with his wife. That's my and my writing partner's take on it anyway and decided to move that revelation to a different scene later on in the film. Yet there are important secondary characters in the scene and it needs to be there. Pretty much had to scrap the entire scene and start over from scratch. To show how much of an uphill trudge it was, when I checked to see how many pages of the scene I had written, which felt like more than ten, turned out to be 3.

Finished the scene today, though, and can now move on with it. Yay! No more procrastinating. Which means I have to get my scrawny but off of here and go work on the next scene. Later.