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Sep 30, 2005

Years ago, I told myself that I'd spend my time at university writing movies. In hindsight, this seems foolish, because it was foolish, and so was I. I haven't written any movies, since "Punks" anyway, nor have I given it any serious thought. But now a movie has shown up on my doorstep and I don't know what to do with it.

It's very poorly timed. I've been having a little run of songs which have come very easily. All I have to do these days is sit down with a guitar, move my fingers and open my mouth and a song comes tumbling out. I don't want to give up on this luck with songs, but still I keep finding myself jotting down plot outlines and character descriptions without even thinking about them.

So far I've at least managed to lose the sheet of paper I was using to take note of all my scene ideas. But I spent about half of yesterday looking for the damn thing, which is exactly the wrong attitude. I may be forced to write the script, a fate I dread. The task will steal all of my free hours from music and sleep, and when it is finished, what will I do? Likely bury the thing under a mess of other discarded ideas!

It's a damned waste.


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