I’m throwing myself into my own crash course on screenwriting. Part of the so-called curriculum is watching special features on DVDs–specifically those from movies made from books, interviews with writers, that sort of thing.
In spite of my rampant insecurity and angst, I think this process might be fun. I’m stripping my novel The Labyrinth House down to the dialog and then I’ll see how to rebuild it from there. Adapting my own novel! To meet the MFA application deadline, I don’t have time for something completely new.
Anyway, as I watch and cut and watch and cut, I remembered how much I love the end credits to A Series of Unfortunate Events. You see, this is one of those confessions that cause me stress because I’m sure you will see this and question my judgment, but then again, perhaps it is too late to worry about that.
So, to lighten my mood and forget the angst for a while, I’m posting these credits simply because they make me happy. That’s it. Have a great day!