by Fin Wheeler Last month I read Stephen King’s memoir On Writing. As the title suggests, it’s him waxing lyrical about his lean, early years as a writer. He provides extended answers to questions he’s heard a million times from fans and would-be writers over the years. He also extrapolates on topics he always wanted... Continue Reading →
by Rebecca Cantor I have never read Elizabeth Gilbert’s work before. Actually, that’s not true--I’ve never finished her work. I tried to read Eat Pray Love while pregnant with my son and on bed rest, but even without the freedom to leave my couch, I couldn’t get through that novel. And yet. I am currently... Continue Reading →
The faster I write the better my output. If I am going slow, I'm in trouble. It means I am pushing the words instead of being pulled by them.
Writing is both a pleasure and a struggle. There are times when it’s really aversive and unpleasant, and there are times when it’s wonderful and fun and magical, but that’s not the point. Writing is my job. I’m not a believer of waiting for the muse. You don’t put yourself in the mood to go... Continue Reading →
I never feel more myself than when I’m writing; I never enjoy any day more than a good writing day.
The mind of a writer can be a truly terrifying thing. Isolated, neurotic, caffeine-addled, crippled by procrastination, consumed by feelings of panic, self-loathing, and soul-crushing inadequacy. And that’s on a good day. (Presenting at the Oscars.)
by Scott Holleran (@ScottHolleran) The man who created a return to comic form for Bill Murray, writer and director Theodore Melfi talked with me about writing and making his first major movie, St. Vincent (read my review here). The independent hit for The Weinstein Company about a boy and his mother (Melissa McCarthy) and their disagreeable... Continue Reading →
Just because you're sick of your script doesn't mean it's finished.
Screenwriting is like ironing. You move forward a little bit and go back and smooth things out.
You fail only if you stop writing.