April 3, 2012
Mondays mean writing days.  Yesterday I:  Wrote an 8-minute screenplay to be filmed in the summer, entered a writing contest (http://www.writermag.com/storycontest), applied to four free lance writing gigs, will send in a submission to http://showcase.slamdance.com/Writing-Competition by the end of May.
Mused over:  Film scores, a death scene, dialogue:
                             WAITER
                  You left your wallet here, buddy.                           JOHN
                  When did I do that?                          WAITER
                  When you was last here.                          JOHN
                  When was that?                         WAITER
                  When you left your wallet.  Expect me to                   remember?--Dark City (1998), Alex Proyas

Mondays mean writing days.  Yesterday I:  Wrote an 8-minute screenplay to be filmed in the summer, entered a writing contest (http://www.writermag.com/storycontest), applied to four free lance writing gigs, will send in a submission to http://showcase.slamdance.com/Writing-Competition by the end of May.

Mused over:  Film scores, a death scene, dialogue:

   
WAITER You left your wallet here, buddy.

JOHN When did I do that?

WAITER When you was last here.

JOHN When was that?

WAITER When you left your wallet. Expect me to
remember?

--Dark City (1998), Alex Proyas

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