It seems that the meanest person in the world is editing my screenplay. And for better or worse, that person is me. We’re at 260 pages (ha — my typo was “pounds”;  I really am on a juice-cleanse mindset) and we want to be at 120 by Monday, so we’re talking about reducing ...

Done. Well, sort of.  And at 3:30 am. 302 pages of a script that should be 100, maybe 120 pages max. And now, the editing begins. I cannot help but think of another Edward, specifically Mr. Scissorhands, cutting away at the ice to reveal the angel underneath. Like Michelangelo saying that “I sa...

      And by that I mean that I am going to town on the screenplay. David Neagle wants me engaged in “Miracle Generating Activities” so here’s my track record for the day. Yesterday at 8:30 pm:  160 index cards (in Final Draft Pro) and wrote 41 of those scenes equally ...