due dates

Nov 27: Design project (painting, value scales, animation), Study for Shakespeare, work on script, work on Shakespeare papers

Nov 28: Shakespeare exam, Rehearsal with actors for play direction, work on script, work on Shakespeare papers

Nov 29: Design assignment, Tech rehearsal from 6-11 pm, work on Shakespeare papers, work on script

Nov 30: First act due, first Shakespeare paper due, work on remaining Shakespeare paper and project over the weekend. Play goes up 7pm.

Unconditionally

The answer to my problem... has been with me since I was four. Have I known it's a story that I wanted to tell, maybe not, but it's an unconditional love that I've had for most of my life.

Music, more specifically scores. They can make or break a movie, tv show, video game, or even commercials.

When I was four, I fell in love with film and music at the same time when my parents showed me E.T. John Williams is the King so it's a good thing I started with him. I've always payed attention to the scores, and even though I can never write music, I'll always love it unconditionally.

I've been following composers and seeing where they come from and how the end up being where they are today. It's fascinating to me, and it's something that everyday people don't necessarily pay attention to.

Hollow

So I’m worried that my advisor thinks I have no heart.   

This is something that, in any other class other than screenwriting, I wouldn’t have a problem with. In my basic design class, my professor remarks on everybody’s “personality” showing through their pieces except mine. I’m fine with that, I know I have a personality, and since design isn’t my passion, I don’t have to paint my heart and soul on the canvas, that’s not what I’m about. 

But when my senior project screenwriting advisor is voicing the same concern… that’s a problem.  

I’m not afraid to admit that I don’t like over-sharing. I’m not the person in an English class who writes about emotional or physical abuse in our first assignment that we read aloud to class. I don’t like over-familiarity with strangers or people that I know I won’t be seeing next term.   Today my professor told me to write something I want to, which is what I thought my latest treatment was… something I wanted to do. I love the characters so much… of course, I love the two supporting characters the most.   

I’m scared because if this is what I THOUGHT I wanted to write… what’s wrong with me? What do I really want to say? Or am I too hollow to even grasp my own wants anymore?  

So it’s back to the drawing board, I guess.