Now some people will tell you that Writer's Block doesn't really exist; that the writer who feels "blocked" simply isn't coming up with anything and needs to just stay at it.
I want to kick those people in the nuts, provided they have some, because for the last three weeks I've been sitting here twiddling my thumbs trying to come up with a premise for my short screenplay and all I got is better at Chess Titans.
While I haven't reached the stage of "All Work and No Play Makes Jack a Dull Boy" or anything like that as of yet - something I attribute to not residing in a creepy hotel created in the brilliant mind of Stephen King with my horribly ugly wife - I'm having thoughts about going the Hamlet 2 route.
Hollywood does it all the time - sometimes without any continuity at all - so why can't I? Pick some flick or storyline that everyone is familiar with and just start fresh from where the last guy left off. Mix in a failed actor and you have the actual premise for Hamlet 2. No wonder it's getting crushed by critics. Then again, David Arquette is in it, so how good could it be?
Since I've still sans television - which means sans UFC tonight... ARGH! - and will be sans Sarah for the next two evenings as well, the plan is to put my ass in this chair and my fingers to these keys.
If all goes well, 10 Things tomorrow will include a progress report.
Otherwise, I'll tell you how good I'm getting at Chess Titans.