30 Days With Aristotle And Me

Ah, the best laid plans!

When I created this month-long adventure through the mind of Aristotle, I didn’t take into account the Thanksgiving holiday. Or clients. Or the vagaries of life.

Needless to say, my writing has not kept up with the calendar.

Which means Aristotle will teach me how to write for the stage the way it’s been done for the last few thousand years, but he won’t do the writing for me.

I knew there was a catch to this.

Steven Pressfield’s The War of Art to the rescue!

Actually, I think the only way I could have written a screenplay in one month is if I lived in a cave well stocked with food, water, and music. I don’t see how I could have written it in 30 days otherwise. It’s just too incredibly labor intensive. It requires absolute focus, which is darn tough to muster at the best of times and next to impossible during a major holiday.

Excuses, excuses. Yeah, I know.

I’m refreshed from the holiday, finished with client projects, and energized by the prog-metal band Illusion Suite, whose album Final Hour is rocking my socks off today.

In other words…

I’m back in the game!