Confession of An Amateur

My name is Jennifer. And I am writing a screenplay for MED 567.

And I am going insane.

There was a necessity more so for me to make this journal (blog sounds too much like blob which could be accurate, to say the least).

I am breaking into another echelon of grammar, style, plot, characterization, etc.

Here's my philosophy: everyone makes grammar mistakes. Grammar is a lot like sin. I think all artistic forms have a reflection on life and in understanding them more, I tend to find God. Grammar has ever changing parameters. As does spelling, and I should know since I'm goofy enough to study British English for this script. When grammar is necessarily perfect it could be, boring. Every rule in writing can be broken, if done correctly. There is a season for everything, so to speak. (Cliches and colloquialisms strike again, oh how screenwriting brings them out of me.)

Not to say I think people should rendezvous with the neighbor's wife or murder people, but I am impressed by Christ, and how he fulfilled rules and also pointed his finger at the false prophets and their dedication to the law and not God the one holding the law. Or how David ate the consecrated bread. There's even a part in the new testament that says it's okay to eat meat, and I think for the first time I realized that it also said "food sacrificed to idols." How radical is that?

Mind boggling.

Okay, so I'm writing this for a number of reasons. I should honestly be writing away-- clickty-clack-clack-- but writing a script of this size terrifies me, and at times I just need a break from searching through British slang websites and miscellaneous rules. I need time to just know myself and the great question of: why exactly am I doing this in the first place? Plus, if I do this right, I may be able to throw in some handy-dandy tips on: how to write like you own it, man.

I've been working on this same story for... almost a year. The story world's been with me since, oh I don't know, 16? 14? Beats me. Quite trivial.