Crazy crazy crazy screenwriter, hm? Now, I have to go to work, but I had a coffee so I’m feeling tired and revved up. I think I’m going to have to put in my notice at my writing job, because my editor said, I need to have my first story in by… too early… I can’t wake up at 4. I’ll try. I’ll see. I got home at midnight, one AM, so I’m taking a deep breath.
I think right now, for a book, I’m thinking of telling a more sweeping story through time, so you’ll get the whole heartwrenching story… of each family. I’ll think structure. If, in the end, I’ll use my cousins, Christmas… this part I don’t know. But maybe a scene, just to go, “you see?” Just being stuck. A story about waking up. I’ll think about it, how to structure that. But first, I want to finish this EPIC idea.
But I‘ll move through Paris, the people I came to know, as I befriended a refugee, one who had been abused by two members of her family, and I had to wrangle her to get to therapy. I am not a therapist. It was a non negotiable. So we argued, we fought, but that was that, because — it will make sense, I moved with Joy, in a sense. And then, the thief, the person I befriended again, instead of turning him in, because he was such an extraordinary guy. I overly identified with clown. I am NOT a clown. Be real. But I had an interesting journey. I ended up in Nagorno Karabahk. I’m thinking more like Forrest Gump, as he had a remarkable journey to land on bench.
And yes, I had to meet this Hollywood guy, right? This guru. I had to move through this psychedelic group. I ended up in outer space…psychic. The fairytale started falling apart at the Chelsea Hotel. And maybe I’ll skate into Barbara Harris… for a scene… and I’ll go through my amazing two nights at the hospital, was it true? And the rest of it. I don’t know if it has to be the longest journey on Earth, but it can move… and I’ll end up somewhere new. So maybe I’ll start here, with my plants, new growth. And I’ll take it from there. I like that idea. There are beautiful locations.
I’ll get to those notecards after this Epic task. I just wish I had a day job if that makes sense. I’ll keep looking. Strange to feel just like a normal person with no remarkable skills. Just a normal person. Not gifted, per se, though I don’t know what to say about psychology, as I was so young, and that’s how the world opened to me… but at least, I feel a drive, a point of view, and hopefully I can take it from there. I just need to outline it, though I have to compare to other books, so I’ll keep reading, and I just need a sample to start. So, deep breath, one more night at the restaurant.