Katie Mccullough Talks and Writes

Words will get written here and some videoblogs will appear. You don't have to look but it would be nice if you did.

Cambridge Beckoned… I Went. February 23, 2010

Whittled down to the ‘cream of the crop’ twelve writers met at The Junction theatre and set about writing a five minute piece to be performed on the radio. After having a great workshop with Fraser Grace the first day we were given a line of dialogue and two sound effects to weave into our idea or use as a springboard. I decided to make magic with what I was given and ended up writing a five minute dystopian-post-apocalyptic-love story between two butchers that involved a dentist’s drill. Yeah, I know. And the general theme was ‘Insider/Outside’. Then we went and did it.

 

 

 

This was my humble abode for two nights. I say humble… over-bearingly cosy and a bit broken.

 

 

 

 

Then day two where we were left to write some more. To be honest I wrote mine on the first night, I was merely delighting in having Internets on my laptop. Sad I know. But I did do some tweaks and the like.

 

 

 

And then it was the last night I was staying over so decided to do yet more tweaks and eat some hot food rather than Sainsbury’s cold pasta and Tesco’s cold sandwiches for a change. I had a steak and ale pie with chips and peas. Mmmm, you really wanted to know that.

 

Now I shall lay on some photographs of how the rest of the day went. I do have to point out it was rather hectic at times, but in an exciting kinda way. The actors did fantastically brilliant considering they read through the scripts once when they got there and then a second time when they performed them… I did mention it was hectic right?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So now we wait to see what writers are selected to develop their ideas further and write for the radio. Now, we wait…

 

Update from my face and mouth February 15, 2010

 

And here are some photographs of The White Room for some more proof that it’s progressing. Not that you’re going to hurt me if I don’t… right?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I didn’t realise that because I’m attempting to whip “I Still Get Excited When I See A Ladybird” into shape I’ve temporarily dropped the 8th monologue BUT I didn’t give you a visual update of JUDITH who was the last one to be written. Bad me, slapped wrist and botticle.

 

 

 

 

And for good measure I shall include a very fuzzy photograph of my rejection letter from the Arvon/Jerwood Mentoring Scheme which I didn’t get. But I was shortlisted to the final ten which is something to brag about I suppose. Ho hum, on to the next thing…

 

 

Visual Update #5 (of how many I don’t know) February 5, 2010

I’ve had my fair share of busy days and relaxing days but today was dedicated to that of GEORGE. And I was looking forward to writing him so much I looked at my alarm as it rang stupendously early this morning and politely gave it the cold shoulder.

 

I promise I'm awake and with it.

 

Hallo George

 

Then I properly woke up and pissed around and then realised I’d done lots of scribbles the night before on my whiteboards so set about reading them. GEORGE has been a little difficult to write because not only am I discussing something I have strong views about (and going against) but I found him a little boring. So I’ve pinned him down as much as I can but in the second round of drafting he will get a beating.

 

Possibly a precursor?

 

I think because I know the end is in sight for the first draft I’m lagging a little, cutting stupid corners and racing ahead. I’m a glutton for punishment so by imposing strict rules on myself I have to have a very good reason to defy them. The last two are going to get as much attention as the previous ones. I’m playing the tortoise at this, with good reason.

 

 
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