Your Mission should you accept it….
Aren’t I prolific this weekend?
I recently had a rewrite assignment and I’d like to go through the whole process with you to give you some idea of how it all works.
My Producers called me up. We have this idea that’s not working on the page, we’re emaling you the script get back to us when youv’ve read it. Well let me tell you. This is a big thing, it means that they trust your skill set, your ability to tell a tale. Another writer has fallen and it’s your job to take his place. It’s another screen credit.
I read the script. I could see there were problems. I called and arranged for a meeting with the producers. They told me all of their original ideas for the script, the characters and what they wanted to happen to them. None of which I might add were in the script sent to me. It should be said at this point, when you’re given a gig and they’re giving you money for said gig, you give them what they want, not what you think they should have. The other writer gave them the script he wanted them to have. I was now on the job to give them what they wanted.
We had three almost fruitless story meetings after that. Three hour long story meetings that left me with writer’s cramp and a clutch of worthless notes, until the last five minutes of the last meeting where the Director blurted out the spine of an idea that I grabbed onto like a drowning man.
I clutched the idea to my chest and took it home. From that one idea, I generated an outline (see previous article on outlines). I sent in the outline and waited. It came back accepted but with one of my major subplots removed and the ending cut.
I restructured the outline and resubmitted, with a different ending. This time it got accepted. We need a pitch treatment, can you give us one? Sure I said. I always say sure, I’d never writen a pitch treatment in my life. Off to the internet and the American Screenwriters Association web page where a sample treatment by Pamela Wallace is there for all to see. Thank you Pamela. I wrote up the treatment and sent it in and… Nothing. For two weeks, nothing. They were just lying in wait to spring the trap.
Steve, we need a script, can you do it in two weeks? Two weeks? Fourteen days? Not a chance, it’s not possible, my brain will melt, my eyeballs will run out of my head from the strain.
Sure, I said, and then got down to work. I actually only had ten days to write the thing. I would be in Vancouver for the Leos prior to the Monday they were leaving for Cannes. So, I wrote, like the hounds of hell were on my ass. Then I got the flu. I lost two days there. Once I was horizontal again, I wrote even harder. I got the sucker done in eight days, and it didn’t read like shit. I’d cracked it, good subtext, solid characters and decent plot. I fired it off to the producers. A great read they said. They didn’t think I could do it either. Let that be a lesson, they want to believe but they don’t believe.
Right now the script is in Cannes. It’s chances for funding look good. I’ll get another screen credit as well as another paycheck. I talked to one of my old teachers back in Vancouver about the experience. He told me it’s the only way you learn. He writes for one of the best shows in Canada, so I’m taking what he said at face value. I’m sending him a sample script next week.
So guys, write fast, write well and the world is your oyster.
I’m Steve Abbott and I’m waiting to sell out.