I know we're not supposed to dwell on regrets.
But sometimes I do.
My two main regrets are usually:
A) Quitting film school.
B) Moving to Texas from NYC
Today I started dwelling on another one. The fact that it took me about twenty years to get back to writing screenplays.
And where did I put that blame on that one?
This blog.
Which then led me to blaming my Australia-obsession. Because that's why I started this blog, and that's why I spent so much of my time writing on this blog.
BUT then I came to my senses.
Neither my blog nor my Australia obsession had anything to do with my super long hiatus from screenwriting.
It's not like I was busy writing screenplays and then I quit, because I became too busy with Australia.
No. I had quit years before.
What happened is I wrote a screenplay about time travel. I'm barely smart enough to watch and understand time traveling stories. I am NOT smart enough to write a time traveling screenplay. I think it fried my brain a bit.
I mean I don't actually think the screenplay was that bad. But I think I overexerted my brain cells. And I think it made me lose the desire to write more screenplays.
The other thing is, I lost my Final Draft account. Or I lost the disk. Well....whatever. I didn't have access to it anymore. And it's not cheap to re-buy.
I think in the last few years, I had some brief, vague desires to write screenplays. But I was too cheap to buy Final Draft and too lazy to do research on which free programs are decent.
Anyway, the good thing about the last regret is....though, I can't erase the past, I can write screenplays in the present and future. So it's not a completely lost cause.
No comments:
Post a Comment