Thank the movie gods for soccer practice.
While V is playing her heart out, I hunker down in the car, armed with pen, notebook and iPad, working diligently to make some kind of progress.
Seems to have paid off.
I wrapped up Act Three, including making a few small changes and some not-so-small ones.
Now the fun really begins – cranking out pages.
My schedule permitting, I’ll shoot for my usual 3-5 a day. We’ll see how it goes, but I’m guessing the back seat will be more suitable on soccer days for typing than the somewhat cramped front seat.
-I guess it’s an unwritten rule that if you do a Western, trains have to figure into it somehow.
My next script is about an engineer out for justice and revenge. This guy wrote a Western involving a train with a supernatural angle.
And of course there’s this.
And next summer, we’ll get this.
I’m not complaining. There’s just something cool and fascinating about trains. Want proof? Watch this. Granted, not a Western, but still – trains are involved.