Before I get into the subject of screenwriting, I gotta post some personal information. This has been worrying me all day. I usually avoid posting personal stories here and I try to reserve them for my other blog, but I feel the need to let it out here.
My dad got hospitalized today. His medicine gave him an allergic reaction. He has heart problems and he takes medicine for that. Yet, my dad has been taking it so long that he has become allergic to it. He's still in the hospital as of now. I'm worried about him. :( I want him to come back home by tomorrow. Also, I'm wondering how he'll manage without the medicine. Is he not going to take it anymore? Is he going to take something else or will he continue to use it? I really want my dad to be healthy. I just don't want him to die from some stupid side-effect! :(
Okay, let's go on to screenwriting...
My class ended last Thursday. My final screenplay was due. Boy, it was tough.
I was suppose to finish it two week before the deadline. While everyone else were typing up the last scene of their stories, I was still on the second scene! It really didn't help that I'd come home feeling tired and I would take a nap. Worst, on days when I wanted to write, my family, sister, or friends would get me to do something or go somewhere with them. They never gave me a chance to write! Also, being at home never allowed me to concentrate, so I'd go to the library instead, only to find myself procrastinating. (This has been happening for a year.) I'd up writing late at night and early morning before school. Writing at midnight and early morning did not help me.
I'd often come to class late, usually by half an hour. Sometimes an hour. Once I came ten minutes before class ended! I even missed class three times! Each time I didn't show up early or at all, I'd get angry at myself. I didn't like missing lectures whatsoever. I'm not a "teacher's pet." I'm saying that because learning about screenwriting is crucial for me as a filmmaker. I want to get better at storytelling and writing screenplays!
Regardless of my tardiness, I thought I was a good student. I payed attention, took my professor's advice, and tried to fix my screenplay. I tried to help my classmates as well.
Then there was something I discovered during the last week-in-a-half of class. It was something that everyone was doing and I wasn't. It was something I should have realized much, much sooner.
I was writing my screenplay THE WRONG WAY.
I remembered my professor telling everyone to focus on descriptions first before dialog, but I didn't know he meant it literally! All that time I was writing my screenplay the wrong way, all because I was writing descriptions and dialog at the same time. It made sense! No wonder I was on the second scene when everyone was on their fifth scene! It was practical too! Writing in both ways would make me lose my train of thought and mood. Writing descriptions and then dialog would help keep the continuity and mood of the story.
I felt stupid afterwards. Why didn't I know this sooner?! I could have been up-to-date with the entire class.
To make a short ending to this adventure, I finished my screenplay during the last few days of class. I also finished another homework assignment at the last minute! I met the deadline, basically. I took the final exam and it was quite easy.
Summer 2008 Grades (as of now)
Wow.
In unrelated news, I'm no longer on Vicodin (in fact, I stopped taking it two days after my surgery) and I've seen WALL-E three times.
My dad got hospitalized today. His medicine gave him an allergic reaction. He has heart problems and he takes medicine for that. Yet, my dad has been taking it so long that he has become allergic to it. He's still in the hospital as of now. I'm worried about him. :( I want him to come back home by tomorrow. Also, I'm wondering how he'll manage without the medicine. Is he not going to take it anymore? Is he going to take something else or will he continue to use it? I really want my dad to be healthy. I just don't want him to die from some stupid side-effect! :(
Okay, let's go on to screenwriting...
My class ended last Thursday. My final screenplay was due. Boy, it was tough.
I was suppose to finish it two week before the deadline. While everyone else were typing up the last scene of their stories, I was still on the second scene! It really didn't help that I'd come home feeling tired and I would take a nap. Worst, on days when I wanted to write, my family, sister, or friends would get me to do something or go somewhere with them. They never gave me a chance to write! Also, being at home never allowed me to concentrate, so I'd go to the library instead, only to find myself procrastinating. (This has been happening for a year.) I'd up writing late at night and early morning before school. Writing at midnight and early morning did not help me.
I'd often come to class late, usually by half an hour. Sometimes an hour. Once I came ten minutes before class ended! I even missed class three times! Each time I didn't show up early or at all, I'd get angry at myself. I didn't like missing lectures whatsoever. I'm not a "teacher's pet." I'm saying that because learning about screenwriting is crucial for me as a filmmaker. I want to get better at storytelling and writing screenplays!
Regardless of my tardiness, I thought I was a good student. I payed attention, took my professor's advice, and tried to fix my screenplay. I tried to help my classmates as well.
Then there was something I discovered during the last week-in-a-half of class. It was something that everyone was doing and I wasn't. It was something I should have realized much, much sooner.
I was writing my screenplay THE WRONG WAY.
I remembered my professor telling everyone to focus on descriptions first before dialog, but I didn't know he meant it literally! All that time I was writing my screenplay the wrong way, all because I was writing descriptions and dialog at the same time. It made sense! No wonder I was on the second scene when everyone was on their fifth scene! It was practical too! Writing in both ways would make me lose my train of thought and mood. Writing descriptions and then dialog would help keep the continuity and mood of the story.
I felt stupid afterwards. Why didn't I know this sooner?! I could have been up-to-date with the entire class.
To make a short ending to this adventure, I finished my screenplay during the last few days of class. I also finished another homework assignment at the last minute! I met the deadline, basically. I took the final exam and it was quite easy.
Summer 2008 Grades (as of now)
MCOM 118-- Media Script Writing:
A
A
Wow.
In unrelated news, I'm no longer on Vicodin (in fact, I stopped taking it two days after my surgery) and I've seen WALL-E three times.
1 comments:
Wow.... 3 times, huh?
Hope your dad feels better soon.
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