The second season of HBO’s Project Greenlight (PGL) will start taping in a few months. Right now, PGL is accepting screenplays for the next contest, and your’s truly is entering the contest this year.
I’ve been talking about writing a screenplay for the past five years. Well, I’ve finally finished one. At least a second draft. I will probably make a few more edits right up until the deadline (Oct. 2nd), but the monkey is off my back.
I want you all to go to PGL, sign up, read my screenplay, and vote for me. Please, oh, please, oh, please. Enough begging. You can’t start reviewing the entrees until October 4th, but sign up today!
The top 250 screenplays as picked by voters on the web site move on to round two. I would very much like to be one of those people. And you can make it happen for me. If you don’t like the screenplay, I don’t mind. It’s a vampire movie. I’m the last guy in the world who cares anything about vampires, but I came up with a good premise, and Jane said she would write the screenplay with me. I was off and running.
She and I talked up the idea on a bus ride into work one morning. Everything was going well. Then she hit a wall. The next day: “Please don’t talk to me in the morning. I’m not a morning person.” Then it turned out she’s not an afternoon, or evening person either.
So, I wrote the darn thing myself. When I finished the first draft I asked a dozen friends to give me their feedback. I was rushed on this, only learning about the contest at the last minute, so I understand there being a lot of pressure for people to send me their thoughts.
With the few comments I got, I rewrote and now I have a second draft. It’s not a bad screenplay for a first timer. Be kind.
I’ll let everyone know what the title of my screenplay is on October 3rd, but in the meantime, sign up at PGL and get ready to ride my coattails to Hollywood. And you can say, “I remember him when…”
To be fair, I was (unbeknownst to us) pregnant at the time and fatigue had set in. Sleep became much more important than chit-chat on the commute in to work. Sorry for that.
And you didn’t tell me about Jaynee’s condition even though we had drinks tonite. This better be for real. Well, congratulations!!!!!