The clock is ticking down, I only have a few days to transform myself to a screenwriter with a genius (and completed) script. So, here I was, typing furiously. I got up to page 26 and then it happened.
An injury to beat all injuries.
A ghastly papercut on the knuckle of my middle finger on my left hand.
Small, yet excruciatingly painful. Oh the agony.
Now, when I complete that script in 31 days, my story will have evolved. I will be the cripple that defied all odds and wrote a screenplay in 31 days that will sell before my girlfriend’s script.
Oprah will want to do a movie of the week on me.Â
You’ll see me on Montel telling my heartbreaking story of triumph.
Pre-order your tissues now.