You're a Woman, I'm a Machine

My departure from the nine-to-five draws ever closer.

Wednesday. September 27, 2006.

Thursday the 28th will be my first in-person meeting with Paramount.

I handle this with cool blood. I should be bouncing around, but I feel cold and determined. I know what I have to do. The assignment is clearly laid out.

Writing is a science and an art. For scripts, at least. Plot and structure are the hardest part. For structure, I take inspiration from Rube Goldberg machines. Take from that what you will. Get all the elements popping in the right direction, and then you've got a righteous machine.

I've learned a lot about design and symmetry at my day job. Learned about it to death. In unlikely ways.

Now, it's time for war.