The first line that came to me this morning: “Nobody really gives a fuck about anybody, until you see that somebody does.”
I’ve given myself til June to try and write my novel over into a screenplay. I’m going to open with Teenie Alexander’s father — at the end of his rope. He says that.
Really grateful for Celtx, this morning.
And for Carla, and for Ben. And for anyone who ever taught me anything. And for C. S. Lewis who came to me in a dream when I was finishing the book once upon a time.