Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Writes of Spring

Spring, when a young heart's fancy turns to thoughts of love.

Or, if you're a screenwriter, to screenwriting contests.

Monday, I sent my latest off on eight such missions, all but two, by digital upload. Felt like a grand old dinosaur then. Never done that before. I can't imagine readers eagerly sitting down to read 100s of scripts on a computer screen.

But, progress it seems, has passed me by. Nearly everyone's gone green and proud of it.

So, I sent my epic into the Ether with a click of a key and will await with bated breath for the Ether to reply.


Glad to hear from you!