What I was doing was…

Further developing my understanding of my screenplay character and her world, that’s what I was doing at my kitchen table this morning. Ended up with a bunch of pages assembling my own memories and influences with made up shit, growing a sandbox in which it a few different tales could be told. I am encouraging myself to hold it all lightly, to not censor myself and know that I’m not committing yet to one story of things. I love this part because it’s all up for grabs, anything I write may or may not make it in and it’s impossible to get it wrong. Next time I’m going to do some exploring what the main characters actually want.