…Oh, but that would be telling, wouldn't it? How about you find out for yourself?
Via the horse's mouth.
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Wednesday, April 21, 2004
I finally got round to doing an edit of my screenplay, Tag, last night. As it's been some considerable time since I finished the rewrite, I was keen to see how it all hangs together. I had prepared myself for another rewrite, but bar a little shuffling of three or four scenes, it turned out to be really only a search for typos.
I have to say, I am pleased with the way that it reads. The story works, the characters ring true and the dialogue is snappy. And the swordfights rock.
I have sent a copy out to my usual crew of readers and have posted it up on Zoetrope in a couple of 'private offices', as I need to do two reviews of other people's scripts before I can post it on the 'public' scriptwriting page for comments.
Once I've got some validation feedback and done a final polish, it will be time to send it out to my contacts, such as they are. If you happen to know anyone in the film industry, British or American, who might be after a damn fine action/adventure movie featuring a Welsh lass with attitude, some big demons and 1000 year old king in exile, let me know.
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Gapingvoid says:
I've told this story before: My father went to Harvard Business School in the 70s. One of his professors, an eminent scholar, had studied the question of what was harder in business: to get one person to give you a million dollars, or to get a million people to give you one dollar.
The prof insisted getting one person to fork over a million was statistically easier by a very wide margin.
Because I am never one to fly in the face of statistics, and because I am about as broke as it is possible to be without being actually legally bankrupt, I have decided that instead of trying to get lots of people to buy Welsh t-shirts and CD-ROMs from my webshop, or donate a quid via PayPal (to strawberry.z@virgin.net), I'm just going to concentrate on trying to find one person to give me a million.
Please give me a million pounds. If you do not have a million pounds, please pass this request on to all your friends. The Law of Kevin Bacon says that there should be a millionaire within six degrees of separation from me, so if you all pass this on, and all your friends pass it on, and all their friends pass it on, eventually I'll reach a friendly millionaire who can give me cash.
After all, you don't like to see me so impecunious, do you?
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