I would like to apologize for the late blog post.
It’s been a rough week for the writer in me. I had originally planned to do a blog on the importance of fleshed out and likeable characters (a topic I can rant about, at length, at any moment), but I think what I REALLY need to write about is just how impossible it was for me to write this week.
It wasn’t a lack of inspiration, I had plenty of that, it was my headspace. I had fallen into a funk. I just couldn’t muster up the desire to write anything, not my script, not a short story, not my blog, not anything.
I tried to use my usual inspiring methods but when I found myself with the perfect opportunity and privacy to write (to quote Robert Heinlein, who is a big inspiration for me: "Writing is not necessarily something to be ashamed of, but do it in private and wash your hands afterwards.")
I couldn’t muster up the desire to, which is alarming because I LOVE to write.
There was something certainly wrong, but I couldn’t place my finger on it.
As my deadline for the blog inched closer and closer I started to panic, then the deadline passed and this defeated failure hung over my head. The one of two things (the other is making movies) that I love to do, and can see myself doing professionally, I couldn’t bring myself to accomplish.
I have to admit to you that I’m very much forcing myself to write this as I type and listen to Alkaline Trio.
So what is up with me? I ask myself.
I do have a few mental health issues; depression, anxiety, and a lack of self-worth among them (common in writers and artists by the way), but I have been seeing a new therapist (who is AMAZING) for the past month and have been feeling a bit better.
So why the cloud?
I started to approach the situation like a detective and put together a few things. First of all, it’s March, and a very traumatic event happened in my childhood in March. While I can sometimes forget it completely, my subconscious never does and once I realized this, I could feel it lurking there triggering my mental health problems.
I’m also not sleeping regularly.
Though that is not unusual for me since my sleeping patterns have always been in constant flux all my life, it’s a little worse. I’m going from being active at day, then night, then day. I’m sleeping four hours one day/night, twelve hours the next, and I don’t have easy access to my usual coping mechanisms.
Also a lot of my support net, whether they realize it or not, keep inferring that since I started seeing a therapist, I shouldn’t need my coping mechanisms anymore… but it doesn’t quite work like that.
“What does this have to do with writing?”
You are probably asking right now. Well it’s a human problem and writing is quite possibly one of the most humanizing things we do. See I was putting a lot of stress and grief on myself for being human and having human problems as opposed to being a machine that just turns out word count goals every day without a care in the world, perhaps you can see the folly in that.
I think it’s important to remind ourselves that writing extracts from our souls and if our soul is in a state of repair, its detrimental to try and take more than you have just to keep up with writing goals (or any form of art and creation).
In short: It’s okay if you need to step away from creation for a while. You may feel pressured to reach a daily goal or to meet a deadline, but if the well you are drawing from is being drained by something else then you need to plug that leak before moving forward. IT’S IMPORTANT TO TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF, more important than cranking out words like Stephen King on cocaine.
If anyone is putting pressure on you to drain the well, then they are not looking out for your best interests. Those kinds of people are toxic.
If you are the one putting pressure on yourself, -SLAP!- Snap out of it! It’s okay to need to shut down for maintenance. In fact its more important than you can possibly imagine!
Hopefully this fog of mind will lift itself and I can get to writing that blog on character like I REALLY want to (not to mention getting back to finishing SILENT RAGE).
Until next time, take care of yourselves.
D. S. Warren
If you recall from last week’s blog...
I discussed combating writer’s block by working on something completely different, I announced that, in attempt combat my own writer’s block on my passion project, I was going to adapt the Chuck Norris cheese-fest Silent Rage into a serious remake.
Well, friends, something pleasantly unexpected Is happening; something that doesn’t always happen when we work.
I am having SO MUCH FUN!
My earliest movie memories were that of Die Hard, Robocop, The Dirty Harry movies (Sudden Impact was/is my favorite), Death Wish, Lethal Weapon… you get the idea. Not only did this provide me with endless ammo to combat the “Violent movies make you violent” 90’s zeitgeist; It also developed my love of film and story-telling from a more mature perspective. While everyone else my age was being traumatized by Disney movies, I was sliding a VHS of Cujo into my VCR and rooting for the dog.
My mother was the enabler in this scenario for the most part; my father still tried to keep some movies hidden from me. He forbid me to watch Predator 2 , so, to cheer me up, my mom took me to the Drive-In to see Home Alone. It wasn’t her fault Predator 2 was the second feature. I mean we PAID for TWO movies.
It would be financially irresponsible to not watch the second one, right?
The story is actually pretty neat for a 1982 movie starring Chuck Norris. A schizophrenic man in a boarding house by the name of John Kirby just completely snaps one day and goes on a killing spree. He is taken down (and killed) by Sheriff Chuck Norris…er I mean Dan Stephens (such a VANILLA NAME! Don’t worry, I changed it in my rendition) and his bumbling buffoon of a partner, Charlie.
With the bad guy dead, Dan and Charlie decide to spend the rest of the day beating up bikers and looking at boobies.
Meanwhile, Kirby’s psychiatrist and two “Doctors” (See: MAD SCIENTISTS!) decide that good ol’ axe-killing John Kirby would be the perfect corpse to test out a new formula that not only brings people back from the dead, but makes them heal like a comic-book character.
At the last minute, the psychiatrist decides this is a bad idea and bails, but the other two “Doctors” (MAD SCIENTISTS!) decide they don’t need a psychiatrist to resurrect this VIOLENT PSYCHOPATH and go on with the procedure.
"Surprisingly", things go terribly wrong and John “Wolverine-Deadpool” Kirby escapes and decides to go about some wholesome murdering. Some insanity, and a gratuitous amount of boobs(…seriously I think only two ladies in this entire movie keep their tops on) later, a final showdown between Chuck Norr—Dan Stephens, and mute mutant John Kirby errupts.
After exhausting all other ideas, such as shooting him, running him down, and setting him on fire, Sherif(ugh!) Stephens resorts to using some sweet moves you learn on your first day of Tae Kwon Do and tosses Kirby’s ever-living ass down a well… then just leaves him there… totally alive.
Is it any wonder why I’m having fun writing this?
Since it was a favorite of mine as a kid, I naturally know all of the beats by heart and, it turns out, spending 15 years between viewings hasn’t put me behind a step.
But, and I can’t reiterate this enough, I’m writing a SERIOUS take on this film. That is not to say the original wasn’t a serious take; it’s just that cinema (and our tastes and expectations) have evolved WELL PAST what Silent Rage was.
So, last week, while watching the Rifftrax version of the film and drinking whiskey, I realized there was a good horror story hiding in this movie. See, I think the original screenplay was meant to be a Halloween like cash-grab, but once Chuck Norris got onboard, it derailed into his Action/Adventure signature, and this clash of genres leaves it feeling like you are watching two different movies at once.
It’s also worth a note that screenwriter Joseph Fraley never wrote another script; typically an indication that his story was manhandled by producers until it was barely recognizable, causing him to quit.
Though that is mere speculation, it’s not uncommon. Guillermo Del Toro almost famously quit Hollywood when Harvey “ejaculated into a potted plant to impress a poor unsuspecting woman” Weinstein ruled his production with an iron fist; so it’s not an uncommon occurrence (especially during the time period in which it was made).
What started off as just a training exercise to refresh my mind on my main WIP (Work-In-Progress) is evolving into a project that I’m starting to get passionate about.
By focusing more on its horror roots, I’ve discovered that Silent Rage is another depressing example of an original story ruined by producers who never want to leave the tepid waters of “Good Enough” and created this trite mediocrity that absolutely DID NOT hold up over time.
Between the absurd attempts of “comedic relief” (in the bumbling buffoon that is Deputy Charlie) to a gratuitous montage of Sheriff Dan and Allison spending all day boning (and swinging in hammocks); every avenue was taken to turn a decent horror/thriller into a banal action/adventure, completely undercutting the decent seed of ideas Silent Rage had to offer.
This was obviously inspired by Halloween, but the team that became attached (with Chuck Norris’ signature) made sure to do their damnedest to remove every bit of fear and tension the concept had to offer for no other reason than to stick with what worked for them before.
Can you imagine if someone such as Michael Biehn had been cast in the lead instead and the movie maintained its original course? It might have been something more than forgettable! That's what I'm trying to accomplish here.
I'd like to give Joseph Fraley some much needed justice and create a story closer to his original vision.
But even if I don’t, at least I’m having a lot of fun, and I mean, isn’t that what all writers want at the end of the day? To have fun creating?
Keep writing, writers!
We writers have all been there.
You get an idea and the words begin to flow like magic from your fingertips. There’s no thought, only instinct, as you compose dialogue and exposition at breakneck speeds. At this rate, you’ll finish your work in progress (WIP) in no time. Nothing can stop you as you hit that writer’s trance and everything comes out smoothly.
Then it happens.
It’s not really writer’s block so much as you feel trapped, like you’ve written yourself in a corner and there’s no way out without completely changing everything you have written so far. It quickly kills all of your confidence in your WIP and you resign to being stuck in this terrible writer’s limbo.
Anyone who has ever tried to write anything; whether it’s a short story, a novel, or a screenplay; has encountered the same problem, that is the dreaded wall. And it has currently plagued me on my current screenplay.
My WIP is actually a “page one rewrite” of a previous screenplay. For those not in the know, a Page One is a complete rewrite from scratch. It can happen for numerous reasons, but for me it all comes down to fortune.
See, I originally wrote my screenplay and finished it in 2012. I was very proud of it and actually came close to actually filming it twice. Both opportunities fell through thanks to means beyond my control, but it left my screenplay stagnate. Meanwhile, the art of cinema moved forward.
Since then, I have recently become very active on Twitter (@Danny_S_Warren) and that’s when I made a connection that gave me the greatest gift an independent screenwriter can hope for. I received coverage of my screen play for free.
COVERAGE is an industry term that essentially amounts to a professional critique of your screenplay, and it ended with one of the greatest compliments I have every received as a writer, something along the lines of “Your story really moved me… but your script sucks, bro.”
Sure it may seem like disheartening news, but I received it with great pride.
Of course my script sucked, it was my very first attempt at a feature length screenplay. The important thing was my overall story ACTUALLY MOVED the person reading it. It connected with them on an emotional level and, as a writer; it’s much easier to write a perfect screenplay than it is to create a story that actually impacts someone.
So I read my coverage sheet very carefully and took every criticism to heart. The results were as plain as the nose on my face. I had to rewrite the entire screenplay from scratch while keeping the overall arcs in place. I thought it was going to be easy, but it’s becoming more difficult than expected.
Cutting down my characters is easy enough, but the one portion of my screenplay I was most proud of was the biggest cause of concern for the reader, and that was that it killed the pacing and tension of the overall story. And for a horror script, that is a huge death blow.
Without giving too much away, essentially what it all boiled down to was I took an experimental framing device to provide necessary exposition to the overall story. The information relayed using this framing was essential to the protagonist’s character arc, but the way I did it was viewed more of a distraction than an interesting device to bring forth important background information.
In this case, a therapy session that happens at the beginning of the story between the main protagonist and their therapist delivers important exposition (background story that affects the main story) at key moments of the story through flashbacks.
In my mind, it gave the story an emotional punch, but to the reader all it did was distract and kill the tension which, admittedly, is definitely a point of concern for a horror film.
The problem now is everything in those flashbacks was very important to the story and now I have to relay it in other ways through dialogue; and this is where I have a problem.
I hate forced exposition; where characters exist for no other reason than to relay this background information, and now I have to incorporate that exact thing I hate into the story.
I managed to get through a lot of it with dialogue that fit within the story, but I still have a lot to go through, and I have already used the trope of a side character relaying said information--Which means if I do it again, it’s just lazy writing.
Another, albeit easier, problem I have to deal with is I had way too many characters. I surprised myself in how easy it was to cut them down, but in doing so I had to increase the role of another character. And although this is giving me a fun and fresh opportunity to expand major scenes, its creating a new and very terrifying problem:
My screenplay is almost off the rails from my original story.
Characters and their dynamic are changing and those very characters are what touched the reader emotionally in the first place. So now, while doing this rewrite, I am evolving the overall story to meet more modern standards, but at the same time I’m risking the potential emotional impact that made my story great to begin with.
The turmoil of this is taking its toll on my writing and ultimately forced me to hit that dreaded wall. I’m overthinking everything and losing my overall point of my story.
This problem happens to every writer, especially on the rewrite. It can kill every last bit of faith you have in yourself, if you’re not careful.
Luckily, there is an easy answer to this issue, an answer so simple that you question its legitimacy.
Work on something else.
Now, on the surface, this may seem like a bad idea. A distraction that keeps you behind on your WIP risking it to forever end up in that dreaded writer’s limbo, but as an artist, you can’t think of it this way.
Hitting that wall means you are completely overthinking your WIP and that usually doesn’t lead to anything but cheap cop-out’s. Avoid taking the lazy easy route and just dive into something completely new.
Not only will it work those creative muscles, but it will give you practice and experience. Like it or not, every time you write something (no matter if it’s terrible, mundane, or great) you are bettering yourself as a writer and learning the different corners of your creativity where fresh ideas can reside.
Think of it as exploring the dark places where you rarely roam, or gaining experience points you can spend to better hone your craft.
The truth is, if you are creating, you are an artist. It doesn’t matter if you feel you are good or bad, you are making art. And like a fine blade, you need to attack those rough edges to make your point sharp.
Your side-effort doesn’t even have to be the same scale as your WIP, just something to cleanse the palette and have you come back refreshed.
For me, I will try to adapt a terrible and unintentionally hilarious Chuck Norris movie from 1982 into a serious horror/thriller, because if I don’t, I may never get to make the best out of my passion project.
Keep up the good work readers, I have faith in you.
D. S. Warren