Thursday, July 07, 2005

Rusty Wheels

Every summer I try to write a spec completely for myself; like my alternate future sci-fi which hinged on the political career of Aaron Burr, and last summer's modern dress/original prose adaptation of an obscure Shakespeare play set in the dotcom boom and bust. These are usually met with thunderous silence, but at least once a year, with no compromises or input, I have written something that I--and perhaps I alone--would love to see on the big screen. I actually realized the other day that I have never worked on a project for somebody else that didn't already come with its own title, a curious thought.

Now the summer is almost half over and I am finally, finally creaking to life on this summer's spec after percolating on it for a while. My cat Pandora woke me up at 5 a.m. to be fed (and seriously, what's a true blog without a reference to a cat now and then?) and all of a sudden the pieces started clicking into place and I just stared at the ceiling and started thinking it through. I knocked out a few pages today and out of nowhere it all seems to be sitting there in front of me. A pleasant feeling.

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Dr. Squid said...

I love it when stuff like that happens!

Matt Smith said... you let the CAT out of the bag.....what's it about? To bad..aspiring filmakers and producers don't visit this site..hmmmmmm

John Oak Dalton said...

The cat is about ten years old, and is black and white though she meows like a Siamese.

The script is a near-future thriller, sort of an Alphaville-type story though firmly entrenched in the midwest. Cyber-hick, if you will.

If they are aspiring, they will only have their hopes and dreams dashed here!

Thanks for asking,