I’ve been asked more than once why I haven’t written (as promised) about “The 44 Year Old Secret”.
I have, actually.
But a few friends who work in film convinced me to write a screenplay.
At first the idea sounded ludicrous.
When the idea was suggested (by Pistol and Cayman), my first reaction was: “I don’t know anything about writing screenplays.” Then I factored in the obvious: my time, and what the hell would I do with a script anyway?
And then my mother told me, “this would make a great movie.”
Anyone who has been to my apartment has seen a framed quote of Einstein: “If an first an idea doesn’t seem ludicrous, it’s probably not worth keeping.”
I keep that quote on my wall so I can see it everyday and be reminded of its truth.
I decided to write the screenplay.
I bought three books on writing scripts, per Cayman’s suggestion.
I read each book at least twice, one of them four times. Screenplays are a unique challenge: the writer has to tell the story without telling actors how to act or directors how to direct. Their job is to create a perfect story skeleton and let the production fully paint the picture.
I’ve written 40 pages of about 90 – 110. I think producing a draft could take another six months, and I see myself editing and rewriting for about another six. So I plan on having this done in about a year.
I’ve been writing the script with the words of a writing professor from college in mind. Her advice was: “don’t talk about your story. The more you talk about it, the less you will write. You’ll get a sense of gratification by telling people your story, and in doing so, feel less compelled to write.”
Having spent the last 20 years trying to write songs, I know she is right on.
So I am not talking, or blogging, about the story so I can focus on this screenplay.