Since I can not bring myself to watch the second part of Tess of the D’Urbervilles, I thought I’d work on Chapter 21 of FTLOJ. I soon became distracted (as always when I write a scene between L&D) I can not figure out why I suck at writing their scenes in particular. It’s almost as if I have a “block” of some kind.
I popped in Shackleton, but got angry watching his scenes with his mistress, so turned it off.
I then went over to the Masterpiece Theatre website to see what was on tap for the coming season. Horror of Horrors: Emily Bronte AND Charles Dickens! Now what am I supposed to do with my time for the next four months?!?!?
The obvious answer would be to write more. And I will be. I’ve already started my novel. More on that when I get to a point when I feel like discussing it. I also have a notion I want to write a screenplay. I think I want to have a go at an adaptation first and see if I can get any takers. I’ve read all about the procedure and what I must do legally before I approach producers and such, so I am forearmed.
Trollope gets almost no love, so I’m thinking about tackling one of his books, like, perhaps, The Small House at Allington (which, I am sure, only I have read) It’s a convoluted sort of story with a ridiculous ending… which seems to carry forward into several of his other Barchester books. I can change the ending to suit myself as changing bits and endings does not seem to faze the likes of Emma Thompson or Andrew Davies. If, miracles of miracles, I get my screenplay made, I hope my Dwiggies friends don’t end up attacking me. 🙂