22:00
So guess what? I got up at 10am this morning. That's right - 10am. I got less than three hours sleep all told - but was determined to get back into a more regular routine.
So I got up, enthused about the movie I saw last night, and decided to look over my short film and start working on it.
And it fucked me over, again and again and again.
And now, it's 10pm, and I have spent literally twelve hours working on aftereffects, or as I like to call it, afteritfucks (up your life). I've got the rubbishy first versions of twenty shots - most only a second or two - for a total of over thirty hours' work.
So now I'm shattered, grumpy, and have achieved nothing. Actually, come to think of it, it sounds like a pretty normal day.
Better do some writing.
23:00
Man, I've had this feeling before: the, 'I'm too tired from working on motion graphics bullshit to be able to keep my eyes open, let alone write' feeling.
I think I fucked up today.
00:45
Going to bed. I don't feel very happy with my success-rate recently. In fact, all told, I feel pretty disappointed with myself. Why am I finding it so difficult to write this script? Why is the completion of my short film becoming so impossible to realise?
I just don't know. I guess this is the first real 'low point' in my year - it's come pretty early on, too. Hopefully I will bounce back tomorrow.
word count: 243
hours writing: 0.5
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This year, I started on an insane quest to write a saleable screenplay a month for twelve months. It's my very own, very ridiculous version of the 12-step programme. Except this programme is for people like me: loserholics. Check below to find out if I'm still alive.
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You will. Bounce back, I mean.
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Oh. That didn't work. I spent ages doing a cool bit of concrete poetry, in the shape of a ball bouncing. It was called 'Boing', and was damn pretty impressive.
But blogger removed its boing. Now I need to get my bounce back too.
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