April 1, 2003

Apr 01 2003

Audiences scale, communities don’t. But Wikis may not have this restriction.

I tossed and turned on my bed, waiting for sleep to come. It refused.

It was early February 2003, and for some reason, I couldn’t go to sleep. I thought about Wine, and what I wanted to write about. I didn’t have anything new to write; I was just sorting through images and ideas.

Finally, since sleep would not come to me, I rolled over, grabbed my laptop off of the desk, flipped it open, and began writing the first scene of Wine, fresh, as though I’d never written any of it before. I typed a few pages before tiring myself out, which conveniently allowed me to put the laptop down and go to sleep.

A few days later, I opened up the laptop again, looked at what I wrote, then began writing more. I ended up writing half a dozen pages of Wine script. Note that I hadn’t touched Wine in over a year. It was amazing.

As I wrote, I realized that I needed to research certain aspects of the story. Later that week, I picked up a few books on child psychology, and within a week had a new angle on the story which excites and inspires me.

So that’s where Wine stands right now. It seems to have re-awakened. I want to write more of it, though I probably won’t be able to until after this Saturday, when I’ve moved in to my new apartment.

And, of course, I haven’t told you the whole story. There are so many little stories to tell, like Saalon‘s fabulous teaser script, and Wine‘s relationship to Murmur of a Summer’s Day, and all the little ideas I went through and discarded.

Maybe some other time.

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