I've recently taken steps to free up more time to write scripts and do script-related things. This week is the first of what you might call the new regime. The big push. I haven't divorced myself from journalism. Lord, no. Still, I've quite drastically changed the balance of how I spend my time. And by God, I like it.
So far this week, I've written the first draft of a new 30-minute TV spec drama script. Tweaked my Doctor Who short story for Big Finish's Short Trips: Christmas Around The World book, then sent it hurtling through space and time (well, the internet) back to editor Xanna Eve Chown. Applied for a couple of freelance jobs. Talked with director Dan Turner about exciting stuff over Nandos. Entered a competition (see yesterday's post - and you can now see my entry in the online gallery, by searching for my surname, as well as those of fellow blogsters James Moran, William Gallagher, John Soanes and Laura Anderson.) I've also managed to gloriously delve into my DVD-recorder's hard drive, which is loaded with all the continuing drama I've missed in recent weeks. So I'm loading up on EastEnders, Casualty, Holby City and Doctors, copying episodes off onto handy archive discs, and finally getting time to make properly detailed notes on characters, etc.
Just caught up with last night's EastEnders double bill. Sweet Jesus, how much would I have loved to write that Mad May stuff? Wonderful.