The Candles Blew And Then Disappeared

Just as MEAT EATERS with director Mark Polonia started shooting yesterday I delivered the first draft of my latest screenplay, HAUNTED HOUSE ON SORORITY ROW, to director Henrique Couto.  That's right, I delivered two screenplays in six weeks, fueled largely by my 70s Lite Rock Pandora station and Dunkin Donuts French Vanilla coffee (my two favorite albums for inspiration are ELO's "Out of the Blue" and The Fifth Dimension's "Greatest Hits on Earth," then two sugars and some half and half).  Loyal readers may ask, how can you just have delivered the first draft and yet I see a poster before my eyes?  Grasshopper, in the great b-movie tradition, this poster and a treatment were done first to secure funding--a system that has worked since Roger Corman bought his first typewriter.  Truly, when I explained the premise to my daughter and her boyfriend he proclaimed "sounds legit!" but what conflict that might have caused in my feminist daughter's household I don't know, as I do not peek into the window of their relationship.  The good news for me is that this will be shot in nearby Ohio, the bad news being that as a married family man I should probably not be present for pages 3-6, and definitely not pages 28-70, then maybe just be at the craft table for 71-80.