So I signed up for Script Frenzy, the scriptwriting version of NaNoWriMo, with the intention of writing the Ant-Man movie (don’t ask.) But not having any early Ant-Man comics (or any at all) around, I was left making it up from what I could read on the internet and my own intentions towards the characters. And I quickly realized I wasn’t going to be able to write a 100-page script with this.
I almost abandoned Script Frenzy, then realized that I had written several novels that I could probably adapt more quickly, since I knew all the characters. So I got out a trusty spiral notebook and began taking notes on how I would change my first novel into a film. And realized that if I made these changes to the book itself, it would be a much smoother and probably better book for it. I thought I was done with the damned thing.
In other news, my hubby says I need to prove to him that I can follow through with my intentions, because I quit things too often. There are generally reasons for that, but I guess he has a point. So now I have to learn how to play this guitar. Hmmm . . .
Interview today, for a job which I both want and do not want. In many ways I think it will be a good thing for me, but I don’t want to have to be singing songs like “The Wheels on the Bus” and feeling like a damned fool, and herding large numbers of toddlers around all the time. Nor would this be a good position to make any drastic changes in my life, and I’m not sure I can’t not . . . I’m not sure my grammer skills are the best at 6:28 in the morning. What I’m trying to say is that I . . . I don’t know.
I think that’s enough of an entry for today.