The writers consider the character wall
The writers consider the character wall
I’m blessed to have such a talented room of wonderfully creative writers, 2/3 of which are Thai. I could not begin to conceive so many of the story points with any real local authenticity without their input. Not only that, but they are not afraid to defend ideas, dissent from the group, propose bad ideas, hunting for better ideas. They keep me on my toes.
We have two walls. One wall with each major (and some minor) character on the Y axis, and each episode number on the X axis. And at each intersection, where appropriate, we come up with one or two central beats, events, or actions that are pivotal to their main story or goal through the season.
We have a second wall with large chunks of space for anywhere from 20-35 index cards. This is where we break story depending on the other wall. How do the major character beats on the other wall break down into smaller beats of the episode, how do they interact with the other character beats, is there a conflict or theme that needs adjusting, how do the extra personal events affect the character beats... all these questions get sorted out here, shuffled, debated, torn down, moved, repurposed, trashed, realized, rinse repeat.
Eventually this should all lead to an outline for each episode that we all know quite well. Each writer will get their episodes to turn into a script, and they will work from this outline until a draft is complete.
We took a detour today from our work of breaking the season to really hone back down on major character events throughout the first season. It’s amazing how much talking and creative mental energy it takes to get a single post it or index card up on the wall.And tomorrow many of the post it’s and index cards will fall and be replaced by better ideas. And the day after that and after that.
Brick by brick by brick...
Pat, our location scout, has been making movies and television in Thailand for many years, you might not know him but it’s very likely you have heard of his work. He picked us up at the airport in Champhon yesterday and drove us to Nana Beach in the Pathio District where he regaled us with some of his life stories— the years he lived in a hut that costed 300 baht (about $10), and ran a kind of hut motel that sold some netting huts for 50 baht— he lived on an island in the 70’s and 80’s where thousands of tourists would come for the full moon parties. He learned to say “I love you” and “you are beautiful” in a dozen languages and he laughs about the nights of staying up all night with women whose names he sometimes didn’t know. Once after a brutal 7 month shoot he left Bangkok to live on an island again, away from everything. He lived without a phone, or newspapers, and this move was lucky as he made it right before a market crash. He lives in Bangkok now, with two golden retrievers, and you can follow them on Instagram at @mali_and_maru
Towards the end of 2017 I asked my wonderful network of friends to share their most impactful purchase of less than 100 dollars over the past year. Along with the Instant Pots and marriage licenses a few pointed out that the Headspace subscription had been their most impactful purchase.
Around the New Year I downloaded the application and decided I’d commit to the ten free trial days. I enjoyed Andy Puddicombe’s calming British dialect — I suspect if you cannot enjoy his voice then Headspace is a dealbreaker from jump, he guides every meditation in the library— and the simple yet powerful exercises he led me through. The algorithm cleverly found me on social media as my trial was ending and offered a discount for the subscription. I bit.
I’m now 200 days into a resolution to spend at least part of my day, ten minutes if I can, usually in the mornings, often before the coffee, or right after my morning pages, listening to Puddicombe’s soothing baritone and checking into my breath. I’d like to report a calmer, stress-free life as a result of my 30 some hours I’ve spent meditating this year. I can’t exactly do that in good faith — 4 out of 5 meditations I’m spending the time chasing my mind around the room like a puppy who took my socks, trying to get it to return to a gentle focus on my breath for longer than one or two moments— but I also can’t say that there haven’t been subtle, positive changes to my life that may stem from this practice.
If my time meditating has taught me anything, it’s to not look for hard results in this arena, but rather to observe, and to simply practice returning the mind to the breath again and again. And that might be it. And that might be everything.
Happy breathing!
I’ve tried to convince other screenwriters to use Fountain syntax and Highland. Some have bit, some balked at the learning curve (which really takes about ten minutes for such a great game changer). But I continued to advocate because it made the writing process so much more fluid than anything I’d ever come across.
So when Highland 2 dropped I didn’t even skip a beat, I bought it from the app store the first week it was available. I was very excited to start using it. But as I began playing with the features I regretted that I was not one of the Beta Testers…
Because I’m not in love with it.
Let me start by saying that almost everything I write ends up in Final Draft at some point.
The following is an email I sent to a former acting student of mine who asked about forming a theatre company in Los Angeles. The show she mentioned was eventually mounted in Hollywood and she told me that my email had an impact in how they went forward. I reread the email and decided the advice was worth sharing.
______!
It's so great to hear from you. I love that you've started a theatre company!! Yes yes yes, this is a great thing to do. ____________ sounds like a wonderful idea and that fact that you're focusing on a female driven story is just the best.
Your question about obtaining financing is the million dollar question. As long as [your] Theatre is in operation you'll be addressing and struggling with this question, so my advice is to cozy up to it and get used to asking, looking, searching.
It sounds like ___________ is helping foot some of the bills, which is a great start (a better start than we had at IAMA). And I think that your goals for wanting to pay everyone involved are really great to have though they do come at a high cost. I do have some experience with Grants though I have to say that they are time consuming and it's probably best to think about Grants for the long term existence of [your] Theatre rather than to fund a single play, especially the first play. A grant can often take months to apply for and even more months to hear back about. And also, once you've had some work and some successes it will probably be easier to obtain some of those grants.
Her place was just up Bedford Avenue, which was perfect, because that meant I could walk to rehearsal. We’d all moved to Williamsburg after graduation because it was affordable, if one can imagine such a thing. We sat around her kitchen table (in my memory Leslye was chain smoking, but perhaps she wasn’t) and we read. Thus began my first “gig” after college. It would also turn into a play that would change my life and forever affect the way I would watch a movie— or a film, I should say— the distinction was made clear, and with expletives, by page five. Cinephilia felt lifted directly from the torn bedsheets of our own idle apartments, and it spoke straight about the mess that gets left in the heart when someone you love isn’t able to love you back— it did all this in movie-language, as if she’d somehow weaponized Easy Riders, Raging Bull but in an empty Brooklyn room save for a broken bed, a DVD player, a neurotic roommate, and the ever-present threat of California. It was brilliant.
In those precious weeks we talked about heartache, obsession, drugs, Soderberg,
Snows have fallen in the San Bernadino Mountains. It is President's Day weekend and despite the average Los Angelino predilection for despising the current president it seems they are prepared to not look a gift horse in the mouth. A brief scroll through my various social media feeds shows staycations in Malibu, jaunts to Joshua Tree National Park, the Grand Canyon. I click on their geo tags and take the fast lane down the wormhole.
I start in Joshua Tree with my thumb and middle finger. I zoom into the surrounding areas, Landers, and Pioneertown where I celebrated my last birthday. Then with the flip of my finger suddenly I’m rocketing east towards Phoenix. Interstate 10 is a marvel of human engineering. I follow it out as far as Santa Fe. I zoom in on the suburbs and think about the people who live there, the day’s traffic report.
I spend a lot of time looking at maps. In my own home I have half a dozen maps framed in my entry way. I took old Thomas Guides and tore out maps of my home town. In my bathroom I've framed the NPS maps of the mountains I’ve climbed. The Sierras, The Cascade range. I’ve also framed the maps of other cities I’ve called home. My eyes walk down Oxford Street and Jodenbreestraat. I think cartographers are poets who leave the house.