WEEK FOUR: REGIME CHANGE
Good morning blog.
Today in class, we had a group meeting. Our teacher, Stok, put us into groups of 6 to discuss each other's projects and blogs. It was helpful to see where everyone else was with their projects and how I am not the only one who still hasn't landed on a concrete idea. Listening to the ideas and problems my classmates were running into formed an explosion of teamwork where we all were trying to lift each other up and help each other succeed.
When I explained my story, they were just as confused as you are. They tried to guide me, as well as each other, to fill the plot holes and take my ideas onto the screens. Here's where we got:
When I mentioned that I want to play around with the timeline of the story, everyone loved the idea. The only thing is the concept is way easier than executing it. I also mentioned that my parent's office has an elevator So Manny, one of the students in my group, gave me the ideas on the note.
I think I could have gone somewhere very cool with the idea. that was until I had a conversation with Stok. She made me realize I was so stuck on this location and elevator, that I didn't truly enjoy what I was creating. It was frustrating to hear but after much back and forth and jumping and hiding, I realized she was right. So, I went home and decided it was time for this story and me to part ways.
Dear weird, unfinished, elevator short film,
It's not me, it's you.
Sincerely,
your former writer.
Anyways, after I ate some ice cream to deal with this breakup, I quickly got to thinking. I was in my happy place (my car) when it finally hit me... but I'm not going to tell you the idea until it's COMPLETELY set this time.
I thought it was time I stop playing with your feelings,
ms. spielberg