I’ve started a new WIP this month. As usual, I forced my husband to sit and listen to a summary of all my ideas. It went a little something like this:
Me: “Which one should I work on?”
Husband (looking pained after an hour of listening to my ideas): “I don’t know, which one do you want to work on?
Me: That’s why I’m asking you!
Husband: Eh…can I go now?
I have a folder on my computer of half finished WIPs and I *thought* I remembered everything in the folder, until I stumbled across “Dear Diary.”
“What’s that?” you ask.
Well, since you clearly want to know…
In high school, 10th grade, I’m pretty sure, I wrote this short story consisting of diary entries. It was a psychological thriller. Or as thriller as I could be at 16 with a fear of scary movies.
I then turned it into a “screenplay” and filmed it, complete with “production notes.” I still have the movie somewhere around here. The quality of a mid-1990s VHS tape filmed with a 1980s video camera about the size of a Volkswagen is, as you can imagine, fantastic. The grainy, dim aspect really adds to the tension.
So Dear Diary (obvs a working title) is what I’m tackling this month and beyond. As usual, I have no plan and have just jumped right into it and will see what happens.
Should be fun.