After many long nights trying to crack the elusive marketing code and countless hours of social media strategizing, I’ve decided to step back from promoting my writerly genius (joke) and focus on creating more of it.
Why? Because the characters in my script aren’t going to write themselves (as much as I wish they would). So, I’m diving back into the crazy "500 Thousand Dollar Run" world for 8–10 pages of new material. Trust me, they’ve been calling, demanding, and sometimes screaming in my head. It’s time to give them the stage.
The Journey So Far:
For those of you not yet initiated into the absurdly ambitious world of 500 Thousand Dollar Run, let me catch you up. I’m 50 pages deep into this adventure, where the stakes are high, the characters are chaotic, and the plot twists could give a pretzel a run for its dough (get it "dough," "doe")." Anyway, at this point, this script feels like it could do numbers if it got produced. It's going to be overwhelming but undeniably entertaining.
A New Creative Push:
Getting back to writing feels a bit like reuniting with an old friend. But instead of a warm hug, they’ve shown up wielding a flaming sword and demanding epic scenes. These new pages will pack more action, wit, and, because why not?
Writing the next 10 pages will probably include my usual writing rituals:
Consuming an unhealthy amount of prune juice.
Asking myself if it’s legal to make my characters go through this much (spoiler: yes, it’s fiction).
Laughing out loud alone at my jokes because I know they’re good.
What I Hope You’ll Take Away:
This blog isn’t just about me typing about writerly things (though that’s part of it). It’s also a gentle nudge to anyone out there feeling stuck. Whether you’re a writer, painter, or professional pancake flipper, sometimes the best way to get unstuck is to throw yourself back into the work itself—joyfully, playfully, and with just a pinch of chaos.
So here I go. Wish me luck as I try to wrangle my plot and find out if a character can survive with only 500,000 dollars worth of stuff and a dream. And who knows? Maybe by the time these pages are done, they’ll find out if their lives have changed for the better. (And if they don’t, there’s always the next 50 pages.)
PS: If this inspires you to create, or you’re curious about my insane plot twists, feel free to reach out. Or, you know, just send coffee. Either works.
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