Have I already called myself a dumbass yet? I'm too tired to roam through my archives.
My synopsis was due today. A 2-4 page condensed edition of the story I want to tell over the summer.
And I kept putting it off.
And putting it off.
Until Wednesday, when I realized I needed to do something. I got a page and a half done, then pretty much put it off again until today.
Wouldn't have been so bad if it had stayed a 2-4 page assignment.
But because I'm mixing sci-fi with giallo, I had to stop every couple paragraphs to explain what every new term meant. This stretched it out.
And then I had to completely figure out the third act while I wrote it. I knew who the killer was, and his motive, but I had to plant the seeds and everything.
So 2-4 pages eventually turned into 10. And probably 8 of those were written in a four hour period.
I turned it in at 6 this evening. I'm mentally exhausted, like I did three finals at once.
And to think I probably have to churn out 15 pages a week to make my first deadline of July 6. I'm aiming for July 4, so I can spend July 5 with a bottle of wine and Italian food of some kind.
Still have no official title. I'm calling it "Proxy" for now. But last night I came up with the title Acid Rain and it's been floating around ever since. I need to sleep and think about it some more...Maybe I'll post a logline and see if anyone can help me come up with a title.
Watching Machete now. It's brainless entertainment. I need brainless entertainment.
This is the part where I fish for support. So...support? :)
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