|I’ve been in a bit of a funk lately…
Could be the weather (hot, humid, and stormy… thanks Houston).
Could be the sleep study I did last week that threw off my schedule for days.
Whatever the reason… I had a hell of a time thinking up something to write about today.
How am I gonna tell all my people to go kick Monday’s ass when I’m not feeling very ass-kicky myself?
It actually reminded me of something I learned in my very first screenwriting 101 class. That brings us to this week’s..
Kick Monday’s Ass Video
I have a Master’s degree – that seems to shock some folks when they find out. I don’t know if I just don’t seem the academic type, or what.
The fact is at 24, my whole life plan completely shattered when I filed for divorce. I had no idea what to do with my life if I couldn’t be the Marine Corps housewife I thought I was “supposed” to be (don’t laugh – I was young and bought into the “these are the steps to happiness” myth pretty hardcore).
When faced with a choice – I kinda-sorta made one. In reality, I bought myself more time to figure out what the hell I was doing with my life by going back to school. School was the thing I knew I was good at, so why not go back (ay, young stupid me and her lack of fear at student loans – if I could go back and slap me, I would).
I had this idea in my head that I needed to tell stories. Be a screenwriter. I love TV… why not write for it? Nevermind the only work experience you’ve ever had, Angie, was as the consummate Jack-of-all-trades. I’ve been a trash picker-upper, a math tutor, a bartender, a server, a lifeguard, a firefighter, a credit card account slinger at Home Depot… time to be a writer too!
I made it my mission to learn storytelling, and thought I had it all figured out but just needed to put it into script format.
Turns out that screenwriting 101 class changed the way I look at the world. Here’s what I mean:
(here’s a link to the video in case you don’t see it embedded below)