Impromptu Spider School
You can do it…again. Here’s why
On my hike this morning I noticed just how many giant silvery webs graced the tree branches overhead. The kind that could easily leave you with a bulbous spider escaping across your neck. At very least, the kind that took enormous efforts to engineer…which you’d have just ruined.
I thought about how easy it’d be, actually, to completely trash a noble creature’s entire day’s (week’s? month’s?) work. About how I could skip blindly into their labor with no recompense to offer in exchange.
Sorry, Charlotte.
Damn.
Then my cartoon brain blasted the image of a very nonplussed arachnid giving me side eye and getting back to the business of shooting wildly strong threads out of her shiny butt because she really cannot be bothered to take a setback seriously.
Meanwhile, I stare down my latest Final Draft 12 doc containing a new screenplay — this time for a feature, a feat I have never fully attempted — and think if I do even one scene wrong I won’t be able to find my way back. That I’ll have a kind of editorial amnesia in which despite a lifetime of reading, writing, rewriting, and analysis I suddenly won’t know how to make what I make. Especially how to make the new thing I make.
