Trying not to skip ahead

This week, I figured out what I wanted to happen in the season finale of the script I’m writing. It’s all very exciting. Problem is, I still have 4 other episodes before I get to write that episode.

I found myself torn. I was so thrilled and excited by what I have planned, that I immediately wanted to write it. This has happened a few times across my two years of working on Hunters Ridge, but each time I have resisted, determined not to write ahead, because to me it feels like skipping chapters when reading a book, you’ll never really want to go back to those chapters you skipped.

But this is my season finale, it’s where everything is leading to and I found myself wondering if, for once, it was okay to break my rules. If I wrote where it all ends, then I can lead myself there easier. I allowed myself to write segments, including the very final moments. Then I forced myself to go back to work on episode 8.

It’s hard to believe that after two years, I’m coming close to the end of my second full draft. It’s still feels like there’s going to be a long journey to get it from page to screen, but for a project that started as something to do when I was bored on my commute, it’s come a long way. Here’s to the next two years

When bad days make things better

This hasn’t been a good week.

Sometimes I have days, occasionally an entire week, where the world just doesn’t feel right. This week was one of those weeks.

It started on Tuesday. It was a perfectly normal day, no reason for me to see it as any different to any other day. But then something small happened. Someone got offered something I wanted, and I didn’t. It wasn’t something I expected to get offered, but it was something I wanted and I didn’t get it. The minute I found out, I couldn’t stop feeling sad. Not ‘oh I’m a bit disappointed’ sad. I struggled to fight back tears the rest of the day, my heart beat raced, I felt uncontrollably upset, and found myself on a downward spiral of questioning everything about myself and my life. The logical part of my brain screamed at the emotional part that I was over reacting, that it wasn’t a big deal, and I knew it was right, and yet I couldn’t help my emotional explosion. It was almost painful.

Why am I am rambling on about this bad day I experienced? Because out of it, something brilliant happened for my writing.

I have been struggling with the seventh episode of my script for Hunters Ridge. It has quite a serious subject at the centre of it – the death of a lead characters father and the knock on emotional effect of his death. I have been trying to write this from a place of knowledge and experience – write what you know. Having been through a similar experience, I expected this to be easy. But for the past few weeks I have failed to get into the characters mindset, to understand how she would feel or why.

After my terrible day, I sat at the train station waiting for a train home (as I am right now, writing this). I opened the app I write my scripts on, and stared at the same page I have stared at every day for the past two weeks. And there it was, out of my terrible mood, the sudden spark. Finally I understood how she felt, understood the uncontrollable outburst of emotion. I felt her helplessness. It all felt real to me. And I used it. I started typing and I didn’t stop until my train pulled up at my local station almost an hour later. The dialogue I had struggled with just flowed from me, believable and truthful. My darkness sat on the page as beautiful, wonderful writing.

That darkness isn’t fun, I can tell you that much. But for once, I found a way to deal with it. I didn’t bottle it up and try to push it away, pretend it didn’t exist. I used it, to create something I can look back at proudly.

We all have our dark days, the triggers that set us off on the downward spiral. But for once, I realised that darkness doesn’t have to be all bad.

Now I’m off to have a weekend of doing nothing. Because sometimes, we need to give our minds a rest. Mental health is as important as physical.

Chapter 3: Meet Marie Austen

Do you ever have a character who you keep returning to?

Marie Austen was born a teenager almost 10 years ago. She was created as a secondary character in a fan fiction I wrote. Based on what? The Disney Channel made for TV movie Camp Rock. At the time, I was a teenager, desperate for a writing project and for some sort of reaction and feedback from readers. FF.net was my place for that. What started as a short term project turned into 6 months intense planning and writing, over 94,000 words and created the lives of Marie Austen and her older, more successful sister Eliza.

Intrigued? The story still exists at Who I Am fan fiction

As I was driving the other day, Marie Austen popped into my mind. I could hear her voice, asking me to make a story about her life. Give her a chance in the spotlight. It’s been 6 years since I last wrote about Marie’s life – in a sequel to the original fan fiction, which I regret writing as it wasn’t as good as the original.

Who is Marie Austen?

Marie came into literary existence aged sixteen. She was her sister Eliza’s support system in the world of music. She was sweet, innocent and in awe of her sister’s career. I thought about Marie’s character. She deserved justice, she deserved a chance to have her story told. A story came to mind.

The story would find Marie in her early twenties, grown up. Having lived her life under her sister’s shadow, Marie was no longer the plucky, supportive teen she had once been. She was bitter and carving out her own life. If the story was to work, it wasn’t going to be a sequel to the fan fiction I wrote as a teen. It would be a stand alone, re-introducing the world to the lives of Marie and Eliza Austen. Marie wanted her own story, so a story I will write for her.

As Yet Untitled (I find coming up with titles is the hardest part) will feature on this blog. Hopefully this is the start of a beautiful story. Or it won’t. Let’s see.

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 2: Hunters Ridge

My current major project is Hunters Ridge – an American style TV programme that I have so far written 5 x 1 hour episodes of.

Hunters Ridge is my baby

My current major project is Hunters Ridge – an American style TV programme that I have so far written 5 x 1 hour episodes of.  It’s probably the longest I have spent on a single project without giving up or completing it, but I won’t give up.

The project was born after a trip to Los Angeles in January 2016. On the return to work, I was inspired following the holiday and had some down time in my office. For a while I had been wanting to start a new piece of writing. I took a notepad and write down every idea I could possibly think of. Most were terrible and held no promise, but one idea caught my imagination. At the time I called it ‘Never Be Alone’ due to an obsession with Shawn Mendez’s first album, but as the project developed and grew, it became Hunters Ridge.

Over the next year I wrote 12 x 1 hour scripts, sculpting this entire world around 6 core characters: Evie, Logan, Jeremy, Seth, Millie and Brandon. Their lives developed and filled my mind until I felt like there was no more space in my mind. With 12 episodes completed, something I had never achieved before, I began to re-write.

My house is now filled with notebook upon notebook of hand written notes, full character profiles, each 20 pages long with every character trait I could think of, whilst other notebooks contain the full back story, up until the start of the first episode. I have plans for 5 series of this TV show and my mind constantly races with new ideas.

When I had finished re-writing the pilot, my friends (who’s help I am so grateful for) gathered at my house for a read through. Each person had multiple roles and it took much longer than the 1 hour I had written it for. But what came out of it, was a revelation. My friends hated one of the lead characters, they felt no sympathy for him and they argued that a very core plot just didn’t make sense. These were things I would never have seen on my own and they started me on a new journey with Hunters Ridge.

I went back to the drawing board, right to the very beginning, to the very heart of the story. I tore everything apart and for possibly the first time I was very brutal to myself. I took a blank sheet of paper and re-crafted the very heart of the story. One tiny change to a key plot point and a whole new and much improved Hunters Ridge was born.

With each re-write, the characters develop, the story lines change and I feel like I’m a step closer to my ultimate dream of one day having a TV show I created picked up.

A lot of this blog will feature the developments of Hunters Ridge, extracts and moments of inspiration. Right now, I’m off to continue on Episode 6, which has been stalled for a few weeks but is finally moving again.

Introduction

Finally, I have started.

That’s something I say to myself a lot. Beginning is the hardest part when I’m writing. Ideas bounce around my mind for hours, days, sometimes weeks or months, before I put down the first words. I think through scenes, paragraphs, even imagine characters entire interactions before I reach the point where I’m brave enough to write those first words.

It’s the same with writing this blog. For a long time I have thought about it – creating a place I could write, and talk about my writing and about being an unknown author in general. Why today? After a month of travelling and a break from work, I was driving home when the idea reappeared in my mind. A blog title (Novel Unknown) and a free evening to set it all up, and here we are.

Who knows what this blog will, or won’t, one day hold. As of right now, it’s new, exciting and unknown, as are all my projects (of which there have been many) when I start. But if you’re ready to join me on the adventure of writing this, and my other projects, then follow me and we’ll go along together. I promise to try to keep it interesting.