So, the script: I finished a draft, printed it, and took it up to the Farmer's Market with me this morning, where I sat with a cup of coffee and an apple fritter and marked the hell out of it. The little fellow in the photo there was pretty indifferent to the script, but he was most interested in my fritter.
I have a difficult time rewriting entirely on a computer. I tend to overlook typos and continuity errors, things I can catch easily if I have a printed-out version in front of me. I do some of my best work by marking up a hard copy. I filled the draft with so many squiggly, incomprehensible handwritten notes that on some pages it was difficult to see the printed text beneath my scribbles. When I got home, I input my changes into the document, then read it through twice to see if it made sense. Then I set the script aside and finished watching the rest of season four of The Wire (they killed Bodie! You bastards!).
The script is very close to being done. I'm going to sleep on it tonight, then take another pass or two through it tomorrow morning to see how it flows. If it passes muster, I might send it off to Boy-Morgan as early as tomorrow afternoon. And then... I guess the bulk of my role here will be mostly done, even as Boy-Morgan's ordeal is just beginning. Lucky fellow.
1 comment:
Wait, what? Lucky? Me?
Didn't I mention that you have to be on call during shooting for all the last minute rewrites every night?
And now I'm wondering if we shouldn't make the lead a duck named Howard instead of a plucky young lady. Think you can manage a rewrite on that notion just so we can see how it looks in a finished script? Real quick like? Maybe?
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