Those who are responsible for gently kicking my unfocused butt on matters of screenwriting will be pleased to hear that I have indeed begun work on the final script for what I have codenamed ‘Project CS’ (out of some demented fear that the title will inspire plagiarism).
However, I had the agonising realisation today that, during the period of treatment writing (where I changed the story structure eight times in order to prepare it for drafting), I made a mistake. This is the stage where you lay the foundations for the building, and unfortunately at the last minute I moved one of the toilets without changing any of the associated plumbing. This is a big problem, as I’ve discovered now that I’m just peeing in a hole in the floor.
So I now have to go back, and rewrite the first twenty pages again. Still, better now than when I’d written 100.
Despite vocalising my support for the removal of England’s cricket coach yesterday, I would also like to add my voice to those who thank Duncan Fletcher for his great work lifting English cricket off the scrapheap in the last eight years. Winning the Ashes in 2005 was one of the great British sporting achievements of the last 30 years, and he should leave the job now with his head held high. As expected, Fletcher parts company with the team after the final game of the World Cup tomorrow.
As a Christian, I believe in the power of Resurrection. And although it was over the Easter period that England’s cricket team basically waved the white flag of surrender, I do believe they’ll be back. To achieve this though, change is needed. Their coach, Duncan Fletcher, has done a great job, but he’s clearly taken the team as far as he can. He needs to go, and hopefully he’ll go today – a press conference has been called by the team management this afternoon at 16.30GMT.