Category Archives: Dear Madman

HERE COMES ANOTHER ONE!

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Happy New Year!

And so we start all over again , a new year, new plans, new dreams.

I’m filled with enthusiasm for the year ahead as I move into doing the full rewrite of my screenplay – Dear Madman. It has changed so dramatically working with my mentor, Stephen Lance, that it bears little resemblance to the novel manuscript I wrote based on the true story of a tragedy in my family history. So much so, even saying the screenplay is “inspired by true events” is a bit of a stretch.

Yet, it’s something I’m wildly excited and inspired by. Suddenly writing has become a whole lot of fun again. YAY! Thank you Screen Queensland! Thank you Stephen!

And thank you to all of you who’ve been here with me through this whole long lonely writer’s journey. Your support has been invaluable.

Wishing you all a wonderful year where your writing dreams – and other dreams too – all come to fruition. Most of all I wish you the joy of creation without fear or pressure – just because it’s fun to do 🙂

There’s magic in the air. Anything can happen!

happy snoopy

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BACK ON THE HORSE THAT THREW ME

The horse that threw me

The horse that threw me

 

I’ve been writing a long time now. In 2002 when my children were small, I first dedicated time each day to a creative writing practice and used to spend naptime typing in a fury to complete a novel.

Since then my beautiful babies have grown into young adults and I’ve written another five full length manuscripts, one of which has been published.

Not for want of trying.

Much as I try to convince myself that rejections hurt less over time, it’s a lie and I know it.

The elephant hide I’ve tried so hard to develop has worn as thin as an old cotton sheet in places, tearing at the slightest tug. I’ve tried to chuck it all in, get a normal job like other people. But that hasn’t exactly gone to plan either.

I want to write. I still want to write. It’s how I make sense of the world. How my brain works best, what I enjoy most, get most satisfaction from, what I’m best at.

And so today, I’m dragging out the last half-baked rewrite of “Dear Madman” and seeing what I can salvage. If I can figure out how to give it the voice and form it longs for.

I’m scared of that horse, it’s big and fiery-eyed and stomping its hoofs. But I’m getting back on, goddamn it! I’m going to cling to its mane as it bucks and twists; it won’t throw me again. I’m going to ride it, as fast as I can, as far as I can, wind in my hair

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