A policeman’s donut is not a toy.

One thing I have to say about Heidelberg Police, they might not be fast, they might not be great at actually dealing with situations. But damn, are they thorough, and I’m talking rubber glove, bend over and think of mama thorough. On Tuesday after leaving the Brass Monkey somewhere around the early hours of the morning, Andrej, Matt and I decided to drive home, Andrej in all his glory being the driver. We had been on the road less than thirty seconds when, shocking though it may seem, we were being pursued by a Police car. Upon stopping, they circled the car, shining torches through the windows and staring each one of us with vigorous intent. Checking the underside, back and even top of the car, they asked Andrej to step out, subjecting him to a breathalizer, which recorded, quite rightly, 0.00%. The driving had not been frisky, hell we hadn’t even been given the chance. Only possible reason was that Andrej’s vehicle had a foreign license plate. This is evidently reason enough to pull the car over and inspect it top to bottom, surprised they didn’t give the exhaust pipe an enema.

In other news, writing is back up, currently working on a script for back home. Haven’t made anywhere near the progress I should have on it by now, but I think a couple of energy-drink-fueled nights of insomnia and it should be wrapped up pretty dandily soon enough. This is one of the few pieces of writing where I actually know exactly where the plot has to go, it’s also one of the few actual PLOT focused scripts I’ve written, rather than just “Here’s some characters, here’s a setting, let’s see where this goes”. Due to the limited time, I’ve called on friends to help with the editing and final process, which calls to light one of the main aspects of writing that I think holds many people back, especially me; the fear that it won’t be perfect first time. We hear all about 1st, 2nd, 25th drafts of a piece of text, and sort of shrug it off, but a wonderful things that writing does provide, is the opportunity to edit. Get the words onto page, even if the scenes don’t work, even if they don’t have the jokes and ideas you had originally hoped for, at least the scene exists for them to be added to. Right now, this piece is such a ridiculously serious, convoluted plot that I’m finding myself unable to provide the comedy where I would like to, and thus am choosing not to write at all and just wait for the time when I am able to do it all. Whereas the kick-up-the-arse mentality should be, just fucking write it. Get the plot down, and go back and add to it. Writing and brick-laying share a similar process, keep putting one word after another and you’ll have your story. Don’t like it, change it. Simple.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: