Da-ba-dur…

What I enjoy about collaboration are those moments in which the thoughts of you and your partner are in sync. I mean generally this has to be the case anyway, or else why would you even be working together? In particular I’m talking about those finishing-each-other’s-sentences kind of moments, but ones that end in a flurry of keyboard tapping and not marriage. Work on the podcast is going well and as we (hopefully) near the end of the 1st draft stage we’re realising a few things about the general nature of the series and how it should function as a whole. Specifically this week we apparently both had an idea about how to anchor and introduce each episode in a way which forms and supports the identity of our idea. We think. Anyway, it seems right to us and not least because it’s been staring us in the face for a while. These thoughts and others mean more tinkering, but so much the better for the finished article we hope.

Speaking of collaboration, Sofluid’s post on that very subject, and people’s subsequent comments, made me think I really should do something about organising my work. Even if it’s just me I still rely on a shaky relay of file saving and overwriting, split precariously between various flash drives, CDs and external hard drives. I’ve used Google docs before, but for some reason I’m not totally happy with stuff just floating out there. It’s like piling all your filing cabinets into a small row boat and having it bob about in the middle of the ocean, tethered to your belt loop with only a whisper of hemp cord. Ok, maybe it’s not like that. I should definitely do another back-up soon though, it’s overdue. I’ve been better at that since the Great Hard drive Implosion of 2007, but it only takes one slip up.

Oh and yesterday made me think I should probably ease off on the coffee while writing. I OD’d on Americano and later went almost Begbie mental in Sainsbury’s because I was trying to shop behind THE SLOWEST PEOPLE IN THE WORLD.

So that’s that for the week, podcast, some character notes for my short story and I’m thinking about some changes for a new draft of my short film script.

Meatballs are cooking…