Monday 31 August 2009

Pleased to note that Katie "Jordan" Price has issued boyfriend Alex Reid with an ultimatum. Either he quits making violent porn films, or she will dump him. Disappointed to note that it's for entirely the wrong reasons.


Not because Reid's films abuse and degrade women - oh no. But because when he's acting out his rape scenes, as per the latest sleazebag production, he's cheating on her! Huh? Talk about skewed mentality. I don't know which of them is more warped.

Friday 21 August 2009

40-Day Breakthrough Challenge starts here!

I’m not going to lie to you.

I had a fleeting thought about coming on here and telling you how extraordinarily well my 60-day ‘Write And Sell A Screenplay’, Challenge was panning out. But the truth is, come Day 21, and I’ve barely made a start. You see, I've allowed myself to become distracted by another entirely unrelated project. Something that wouldn’t have happened if I’d been one of Jurgen’s students I’m quite sure.

And it’s nothing to do with the fact I’m not committed to my screenplay idea, because I’m crazy about it – particularly my lead character, Meredith, who I’ve got great plans for. My distraction was simply to with business – something I couldn’t turn down, but . . . I fully intend to make up for lost time, starting today – this second.

My 40-Day Breakthrough Challenge starts here, guys . . .


Best, Kaz


PS If you’d like to read Rainbow Reviews’ write-up of my latest novel, here's the link:
A Warped Sense of Uma by Kaz Jordyn

Friday 7 August 2009

Day 7 Of 60 (already!)

Hmmm, well . . .

how quickly a couple of hours can turn into a whole week of brainstorming . . . particularly when one has been up to one's gob in Lemsip the past few days.

Following our weekend BBQ in Surrey, which left everyone sozzled and soggy, not to mention bloody bad tempered (frankly, there were more screaming hissy fits amongst couples, than a whole class of toddlers on their first day at nursery), Yours Truly developed something of a nasty head cold (I'm not a bloke, so I'm refusing to call it Swine Flu). Hence I haven't got nearly as much done on my screenplay as I had hoped for.

However . . .

My premise is sorted (well and truly) and I've got a pretty neat cast of characters who are becoming more real to me by the day. I'm really looking forward to getting to grips with my main character, Meredith, who is out to settle old scores.

I've had Julian Friedmann's acclaimed tome, 'How To Make Money Scriptwriting,' in my collection for around four years now and I'm hanging my head appropriately, because previously I'd not ventured past the introduction. So this weekend I'm really going to get stuck in, except, as I've just been reminded by The Girlfriend, Chelsea are on the box on Sunday afternoon and we're having people round tomorrow night. As I reminded TG, every artist has to make sacrifices for her craft. "Fine," she said. "Just popping out to buy the wine for tomorrow night and the beers for the match."

That's settled then. Good. Meantime, Mr Friedmann's wisdom awaits . . .

Saturday 1 August 2009

Day 1 of 60

Well here we are. Day 1 of my 60-day Challenge to write and sell a screenplay. Having just this second peeled the wrapper off my first pack of 'cue cards', I'm raring to go. But there's the small matter of planning to be tackled first.

To those of you - in particular - contributors to the Writers' News Talkback forum, who have been wishing me good luck with the venture, my grateful thanks, as always for the support.

And to Mel G, who thought I was attempting a 60-a-day challenge, as a lifelong anti-smoker, let me assure you, taking up a fag habit is nothing whatsoever to aspire to. Still it gave me laugh anyway.

So here goes. I intend spending the next couple of hours brainstorming ideas for my plot theme and character motivations. And along the way, I'll be getting some input from writers and producers who know precisely what it takes to achieve my goal.

I hope over the next 60 days, you'll be attempting your own challenges. Do please let me know how it's going.

Best, Kaz