- Making final edits to novel version of Robo4ce before it goes to my agent. According to my scientifically constructed focus groups, it does well with gifted sixth graders, left-handed field hockey players, and several subtropical species of fruit bat.
- Implementing the next draft of the Not Even Past screenplay. Slicing out characters that started strong but finished weak to make more room for development of the core characters. This feels a little like removing a ruptured spleen to improve the patient’s hearing.
- Outlining structure for continuing adaptation of Cover Crop from short story to screenplay. Before I went to sleep last night I hit on a way to
fill timeexpand the B plot. My goal is still to end up with a feature-length SF screenplay suitable for an indie budget. Filming in old grain elevators should be cheap, right?
- Musing on the ugly but effective power of petty vengeance as motivation to write.
- Demonstrating the healing power of music by resting left leg on subwoofer while playing disco. Also have ice pack on knee. I’m happy the parent-child soccer game only comes once a year.
- Writing scenes from the Not Even Past novel and figuring how they might reflect back into the screenplay. This bears an interesting resemblance to shaving with two mirrors. Anyone know if they still make styptic pencils?
- Thinking about wording of letter to FIRST Lego League team and parents explaining why I’m not going to accept trick-or-treating as a reason for missing the Halloween meeting. They can start at 6:45 and not miss a single Snickers bar.
- Smiling at the fact the Robo4ce screenplay advanced to the semis in another contest and is still in the running.