I Carry A Lot Of Scars. I

As For Me... I'm Fine. I Have Bad Dreams, But I Never Saw Mister Duck Again. I Play Video Games. I Smoke A Little Dope. I Got My Thousand-yard Stare. I Carry A Lot Of Scares. I Like The Way That Sounds. I Carry A Lot Of Scares.

My First Attempt At Writing Was Very Unstructured And Formless, With Shifting Points Of View. I Was Trying To Understand How Long Form Might Work, And I Realized I Had Something Shapeless. It Was A Total Car Wreck. But I Still Felt I Could Pull It Off. So I Ditched That Attempt And Started Writing In The Opposite Manner, In First Person, With A Driving Narrative.

I Wrote A Whole Novel Before The Beach. Unpublishable. Junk. But, For Some Reason I Stuck At Novels And Wrote A Second. Still Not Sure Why I Didn't Give Up. Stubborn, Maybe.

Every Dream That Anyone Ever Has Is Theirs Alone And They Never Manage To Share It. And They Never Manage To Remember It Either. Not Truly Or Accurately. Not As It Was. Our Memories And Our Vocabularies Aren't Up To The Job.

There's One Massive Problem With Coming From Writing Novels Into Screenplays That I've Discovered Over The Years, Which Is That You've Got Too Much Facility On The Page. In Novels, You Can Persuade People Of Things That Work That Don't Really Work.