Tum, te-tum, te-tum. Now where was I? Oh yes.
I got my 7on7 submission sent off but it didn't get picked. Rats.
I reached the end of my sitcom first episode but realised it was just too early in its development to sent out so I didn't enter Northern Laughs.
Instead I sent my Red Planet piece The Gate out to my faithful PO3s for them to rip to pieces. Seems they like the dark tone, the gory bits and the strong female characters. And I manage it without big guns and clingy T-shirts.
Lots of useful points too on pace problems and each character having its own voice. Also that Landrover winches don't work that fast. Rats. Got to think of another way to make a fast exit. Note to self. Do not rely on John Carpenter vampire films for reference.
I've also knuckled down to my page 1 rewrite of Blood, Sweat and Tears. I have the step outline done so in theory it is just a case or writing what I see in my head.
Ha. How naive is she? Yep I can hear you all thinking it. I'm a Mother. We can read minds.
And of course I am holding my breathe to hear who gets shortlisted for Alfred Bradley but that's the end of April so I may go a bit blue in the meantime.
Back to the keyboard.