Five lessons on screenwriting from five years ago. But what can be learned today? How universal are the concerns? A little refresher on Conflict, Caring and the nature of Art.
Some time ago I attended Richard Walter’s Public Lecture on Screenwriting held presented by AFTRS, Griffith Film School and Inscription.
Five years later I’m coming back to the lessons I took away. How do they hold up? Why in particular did this lessons land for me? How has my writing journey challenged them? And where to from here?
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For the writers, for the artists, for the lovers… how do you face the blank page? How do you reach effortlessly into the pit of desire and pull forth on the joy of creation? How do you start each day?
For the struggle to start is very real… let us face it.
I once heard a writer – I forget who – comment that there is an endless possibility of success if we never finish a work, and – for my mind – this is doubly so if we never start. If we never start we never have to face our own inadequacies, our own deficiencies and desires.
If we never start, then we never have to fail.
And so, each day we wake, we prepare, we sit – and there we find ourselves at the precipice of a moment. Some days we are lucky and step forward without thinking, and we are off, stumbling forth as best we are able, as best as our craft allows. And then other days – at that edge – something else happens.
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We all fall foul to this beauty. Yet perhaps there is something to be learned among the dross and detritus of the day.
Literally, adverb. The primary or intended meaning of a verb.
This word plagues common speech. In part it helps us solve the dilemma of how to describe uncommon events in a public speech overwrought with the embossing and adornment of hyperbole, however it is fraught with risk.
Let us consider the case for usage.
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The Dream: that anyone can be wealthy and successful by virtue of hard work and sacrifice with little or no assistance.
Today feels like one of those days. Mr Trump has been elected President of the US. It matters because of the kind of campaign he has run. There were two key characteristics: a complete lack of shame and a willingness to pander to whomever to get into power.
This resulted in a misogynistic caricature of a man who promised a return to the glory days of US hegemonic power, and implicitly aligned that with the patriarchy of which he was self anointed head. It was a campaign in which he was willing to attack and blame everyone except his own kind. A campaign which was the culmination of a relentlessly forged narrative of success, of the self-made man, of the personification of the American Dream.
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And I have read that Terry Pratchett passed away. He was one of three great English writers – that got me into the whole words on page thing. They are Roald Dahl, Terry Pratchett and Douglas Adams. All three of them had an off-kilter way of satirising through fantasy elements. All three of them re-modelled the world they lived in within the fantastic landscape of their fiction.
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