I would have written sooner, but I was occupied writing a script. Finished it last night and met with Rob this morning. He likes it a lot but recommended changes.
The blow to my ego this time was non-existent. I was expecting changes because after all, it’s only a first draft and I felt things were a bit loose in spots even while writing it. I chose not to get bogged down with small details so I could see the work as a whole. Now that I’m here, it’s much easier to go back and make better decisions.
I would have written sooner, but the script took me longer to write than I planned. It was about 18 hours worth of effort all together, which matched my expectations, but those hours were spread over a larger number of days. I was hoping to have the draft written by Thursday night, but there was a lot going on this week.
I had two modelling sessions this week at the university totalling about five hours of standing in a room naked, staring at a spot on the wall. The prospect of nude modelling used to scare the hell out of me, which is why I chose to do it. Now it’s like buying groceries. It’s a state of being. In this moment I’m wearing a robe. In this next moment I’m naked.
Made a girl blush when I smiled at her while she drew me. That was kind of funny.
I also taught two script writing classes this week at the high school. The kids seem into it, even if it’s not quite their thing. They’re taking ownership of the process because they’re learning how to tell their own story. It’s fun to watch. I’m proud of them. Really, genuinely proud of them.
Gotta run home now. Someone’s coming over to check out my couch & love seat. Cross your fingers for me.