First, Pan Ams, baby! Coming up. I’m going to figure out a way to hook my computer up to my projector and will be watching the matches on a 110″ screen. Does it get better? Yeah, but not much.
I write that just after I knock back another sudafed and wonder exactly how long this sinus cold is going to stick with me. I have had it since the Revolution Tournament two weeks ago. I just can’t shake it. I feel better and then the next day, I feel like crud again.
But that’s enough of the pity party. I heard about an online challenge: Scriptfrenzy.
A lot of writers are familiar with NaNoWriMo, or National Novel Writing month. In that challenge, the idea is to write at 50,000 word novel in 30 days. That’s right. Sounds daunting. Fifty friggin thousand words.
Well, I’m not doing that.
But I am doing something similar. In a related challenge (in fact, many NaNo veterans are taking part), I’m going to write a complete movie screenplay of at least 100 pages all in the month of April.
I’m going to keep it as simple as I can, since the goal isn’t to write a masterpiece. It’s to FINISH a script. So, I’ll be borrowing heavily from what I know. And, yes, BJJ will be a central theme.
The story I have in mind is about a guy who trained in BJJ as a younger man, but stopped about the time he got divorced. Fast forward 10 years later and he’s struggling to stay connected to his teenage son. His ex uses him as free daycare, and because he got screwed in the divorce, he has no say in the matter. She holds all the cards, and holds access to the son over him like a brick. At the same time, his son is the only bright spot in his life, nevermind that they don’t get along.
The central theme of the movie is that he’s an incomplete man. He can’t take care of his son if he’s not taking care of himself. Or said another way, if you don’t respect yourself, how can anyone else respect you?
So, the story is one of redemption, and will really pivot around the relationship between a father and his son. Over the course of the script, he begins training again, eventually gets his son into it. The school owner will be a badass female who ends up being a love interest, and in the end, he goes down to the Mundials and wins a gold.
Formula movie? Yeah. But I don’t care. It will be a lot of fun to write it, and I’m hoping I have the chops to tell a good story, even if it is a little trite.