So December with all its glittering Christmas distractions made the end of the year slightly unproductive, which even when looking at what we have created over the past year it was still a downer way to end the year. Although I could blah on about last years regrets and missteps, I think that sort of thinking is so the Noughties. We are in the… Tennies(?) now.
So here is the deal, the coffers in the kitty are low and I am really looking at 3 months to make this series happen. Don’t worry I am not so deluded that in those three months I think we will finish everything and sign a lucrative deal for 5 series with the BBC. However, I do think we will finish the scripts, get real readings done, put together a kick ass pitch document and blitz anyone with money, power, vision and talent.
So this means no more slacking, focus all the way. To help I have brought on a mentor of sorts. He has one role and that is to demand pages everyday and slap me round the face when they don’t come.
In our small group we have often mentioned this lack of an authority figure as one of the problems we have had in not getting work done at a pace we feel we can realistically achieve. We look at the days where we have been mega productive and ask why can’t we do this everyday? The bottom line is we are our own bosses, and unfortunately we are the bosses you would love to have.
Want to start work late because it was cold outside? Fine.
Need to leave early to get ready for that dinner date at 9? No problem.
Want to sit around and play computer games? Excellent idea, we need to take a break from all this work anyway.
All of that aside, it takes a lot of discipline to do what we have done on spec. We could have rushed this through, but then it would be the same sort of stories and characters we started this to avoid. No one is paying us wages and yet we have found a way to scrape by to fulfil our dreams of being writers.
So roll on the Tennies and may they be far more productive and lucrative than the Noughties.



