Ever have one of those specs that just won’t behave? It’s like an eel slipping around in your grasp or a recalcitrant kitten that won’t stop scratching the back of the sofa. I’ve done six drafts in nine months of one particular little b****** yet still it refuses to BEHAVE. A whip in the form of another reader however has given it a lashing, but ultimately it is I who must step up and take control. Only I’m too busy. Damn it! But Christmas presents will not wrap themselves and I still have a veritable pile of scripts to plough through before I close down for a week over Christmas. Oh and then there’s the ironing and the small matter of feeding the family etc before they go feral. Which is a scenario coming closer by the day it would seem as my one year old BIT my nine year old approximately one hour ago like some savage yappy-type dog. Kids. Gotta love ’em, since you can’t post ’em to Glasgow.
People have been emailing asking when I’ll be posting the loglines. Probably saturday or sunday – I won’t be updating over Christmas, so it seems the perfect chance for people to view and vote on the loglines in-between sulking ‘cos of family feuds and getting the wrong present. We can work out who the winner is when I get back.
Talking of which, it seems I will be returning on January 2nd to a waiting list of people who want coverage! Okay, when I say “waiting list”, it’s three people with the foresight to know they will be working on their scripts over the hols – so it makes sense to set themselves a deadline and get some feedback in January. Very enterprising! If you want to reserve a place in my queue too, by all means go ahead. January is always a plethora of credit card and tax bills for me, so I will be reading everything I can. If you want more information about my reading first though including recommendations and a link to a post about my feedback from the Chipmeister, click here. Cheers Guys – for now…
Yes, where would Christmas be without the violence? Only yesterday my son trundled in looking very guilty. When I enquired as to his shiftiness he confessed to putting a clothes peg on the cat (though he refused to specify where). Then he said ‘d’oh!’ as he realised he’d grassed himself up.
Good to see you yesterday, dear. have a great Christmas.
Marvellous to see you too darlink. Next time we should have longer. We can put the worlds to rights and rewrite all films ever made. Huzzah!