The good thing and the bad thing about partner writing is that you have to depend on your partner. I am definitely the weakest link in the partnership this time. Skye writes brilliant stuff, comes up with new plot ideas, researches backstory, finds solutions to formatting problems… And I write a sporadic five pages, but not before I’ve sat on the script for days, mucking up the entire schedule.
But you know what? At least I feel guilty about it, and guilt is about the only thing that’s dragging me through this month of ScriptFrenzying. My own excuses are not good enough, because not only am I failing myself, but I am failing her if I don’t write my pages. So I wallow in guilt and self-pity for a while, and indulge in therapeutic ice-cream eating, and then I put on my big girl panties and I write my damn pages.
And then, do you know what happens? I remember that writing is fun… that there’s nothing better than seeing a thought crystalize on a page, sometimes even better, funnier, or more touching than the way you’d pictured it in your head.
So, this post is dedicated to Skye, my long-suffering partner. I’m sorry for being slow and dragging my feet, but I want to thank you for being such a wonderful partner, a superb writer, and the awesomest friend a girl could ask for. We will finish this script, in spite of me!