I wanna write a screenplay.
It all begins with an idea. You’re driving through the city (or waiting in traffic as the case may be) and all of a sudden a childhood memory flashes before your eyes. This would make a great film. You’re reading the newspaper and a third page article sparks an array of images. This would make a great film. You’re minding your own business in some public forum when you overhear a startling conversation and—you guessed it—this would make a great film. This part of the book is about the all important idea, finding it, nurturing it, imagining it on the screen. Because you know what? It would probably make a great film, and if you don’t write it, who will?
So, there you go. I'm off to start a screenplay. Yikes. Do you ever feel that you may be meant for something big, but those who have delusions of it are known as schizophrenics? I don't want to cross the line, but I don't want to waste my life.
I guess when I'm in love with God, it's all a little bit of the crazies sometimes. :)
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