Rubber hit the road on the screenplay contest; I ended with 7 pages, which is a good haul. In the back of my mind, the figure of 13 writing sessions stands out, or a finish before I fly to Toronto and visit this writer. And his beloved.
The main thing I’ll reveal is that a key character in the screenplay is pure, nasty evil, and the story twists an unfortunate scenario played out in the headlines several occasions recently–too many, in my opinion–upside down.
Twist ending?
Hell, yeah.
Recent headlines, eh?…
You’re writing Anna Nicole Smith: The True, True Story, aren’t you!
With Reese Witherspoon as Smith and, well, several male actors playing the men she loved.
It’s actually a little less timely than the Anna Nicole Blows Everything That Walks Show; the roots reach back a few months.
You and I just may be the only males in North America not claiming paternity of her daughter.
Uh… I was going to wait until you got up here to tell you… Funny thing that…
Oh man, Ian. Good thing Kat doesn’t read the site; that way your secret stays safe.
Yep. God bless the internet and it’s infallible way of protecting secrets.
It’s so forgiving and forgetful, too. Like a scorned woman.