Nice progress today on the outline. I’m getting close to the midpoint, with only a handful of scenes left to fill in. But it also looks like I’m going to need more scenes than I expected to get there.
I’m a bit concerned I may try to jam too much into that handful. The first quarter of Act Two is approximately 16-17 pages, and I’m nearing the end of that second quarter. I know what I would like to happen in those pages, but worry it may run around 20 pages, or even more.
I’m trying to keep things nice and tight, but don’t want to skimp on moving the story forward.
I may go the “get it all on the page” route, and then edit the hell out of it. I could also probably shrink down that first quarter-section by at least 1-2 pages. I suppose the important part is it’s getting done, period.
I’m also a little surprised about how productive I’ve been over the past few weeks. When I first started this a few months ago, I had a very basic idea of what I wanted. But the more I worked at it, the harder it seemed to keep things moving. The self-doubt started to creep in, but I had a good feeling about this and was determined to keep going.
I noticed that when I would read what I had written, some of it would come across in a different way than I originally intended, which really triggered the creative process. A lot of “What ifs?” and “How abouts?” just bubbled to the surface, paying off immeasurably more than I could have expected. So far, that feeling returns just about every time I sit down to work.
No doubt about it. I am a creative dynamo when things are clicking.
What’s also really cool about working on LUCY is I’m really enjoying it. I worked on BABY LIKES JAZZ for two years, and was never satisfied with it. As much as I enjoy comedy, it just ain’t my thing. In contrast, the spirit of adventure that runs through LUCY is quite liberating, and dare I say it? Energizing.
Hopefully people (and Hollywood) will feel the same way when it’s done and ready for public consumption.
Movie of the Moment: RATATOUILLE. V and I watched the first half the other day. This is one of Pixar’s underappreciated gems, and I’m not just saying that because I love Paris. And food.
It’s a clever, original story, told with the usual Pixar flair. My one complaint is the number of chefs in the kitchen. It was hard to keep track of who was who, and it’s Linguini’s story anyway, so when they all left, things were much easier to follow.