Mission

This year contains landmarks, beginning with an entry in my journal about my mission statement as a writer, "I want to find or create an organizing structure that will carry me through and provide the theme for a fine story." With "Screenwriting for Dummies" in hand, I begin to visualize my 'new' self. I start with my own story written by moi, no collaboration needed, except by the Universe. Other signposts that reinforce this as my true path: In September I meet with screenwriters/producers. I tell them about my work, ask if I can them an outline or whatever it is that Dummies tell me is needed [my goal is the entire 120-page screenplay]. They, she, Kathleen? say Yes and suggest a deadline, something like "if you get it to me by the end of the year, I can take it to Hollywood with me..."

Starting today I stop obsessing about my son's lack of communication, begin to say "no" to unrelated events, tell Brian I intend to fit writing Nelle into my life, and DO IT.

For some superstitious reason I decide not to share what I'm doing with anyone but Laurie, Ann in Boston, and Brian. What I tell friends adn family is that I'm working on a project. I deliver my work to Kathleen, who seems pleased, then I begin the next phase of the script, whatever Dummies tell me that is. I hear good things, encouragement, from Kathleen. She wants to see more, which I've written in her absence. I send it and two weeks later she calls and says she wants to make the movie, Rabbit Whistle.