Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Internationally renowned

Okay, internationally a tiny bit less obscure than I was this time last month. A sketch of mine (co-authored with my boyfriend) made it into The Treason Show Berlin. So the next time I need to play the "big yourself up without quite telling lies" game, I can say, "Christine's work has been performed across Europe."

And if they push, "Christine's work has been performed in the UK, Germany, and no points between."

Hey, it sounds really impressive as long as you don't think about it.

Monday, January 21, 2008

To-Do List

In the near future, I need to:

- Join the Writers' Guild. I've been meaning to do that for months.

- Put together a press kit for Fatal and submit it for lots of festivals and screening nights. Something that should have been started a couple of weeks ago.

- Find my sketch fu. I thought it was behind the sofa, but all I found there was 13p and some cat hair.

- Do another draft of my steampunk script. I made a few notes before Christmas, but I've not progressed beyond that.

Could do better. See me after class.

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

Every little helps

The BBC Radio Theatre Group (an amateur group consisting of BBC employees, before you get too excited) are producing a fifteen-minute radio play of mine. Auditions are next week. The end product won't be broadcast quality as I understand it, but it should still be a nice piece for the showreel.

Meanwhile, having been to Berlin at Christmas, I should be effortlessly churning out sketches for the Berlin edition of The Treason Show. But my sketch slump remains as slumpy as ever: my entire output so far has been two pieces, one of which may have been rendered obsolete by yesterday's New Hampshire primaries. Bah, I say!

Thursday, January 03, 2008

And a bloggy New Year

I ushered in 2008 on a sixth-floor rooftop in Berlin. There's apparently no official fireworks display there, but that doesn't matter because everyone just lets off their own. At midnight the sky lit up with a mass of random DIY displays that rivaled the professionals in terms of explosive power and far exceeded the professionals in terms of volume.

By 1 AM the streets were utterly awash in fireworks wrappers and singed cardboard tubes. On the way back to the hotel we saw two impromptu bonfires made from all the used packaging. One of said bonfires contained an unexploded firework, which shot out sideways at ground level and nearly kneecapped an unsuspecting onlooker. Oops...

Now it's time for New Year's resolutions. Lose weight, eat right, blah blah blah, you don't care about all that.

Get at least one feature script into good enough shape to send out. You might care about that.

My rom com script is almost ready to go, but it's been almost ready to go since before Aled Jones' voice broke. I keep coming up against the same structural problems, "fixing" them, then getting told I haven't fixed them after all. It may be time to declare that one as good as it's going to get, and either send it out as is or abandon it.

I've got two other features at first draft stage, one of which I re-read over Christmas and made some second draft plans for. That's the steampunk script, and that's the one I'll probably tackle first.

Meanwhile, Mixt Nutz appeared in a ten-minute slot on BBC Radio London last week. Huzzah! As I understand it, there's potential for this to be a regular weekly occurrence, which would of course be lovely.

Meanwhile meanwhile, I seem to be slowly getting better at Facebook Scrabble. That's writing-related, right? Okay, it's word-related. Okay, it's mostly related to words like "za" and "qi". Um, never mind.