At Last!!

Finally, the school holidays have arrived. Massive relief to the croaky, cranky staff and equally fractious kids. It snowed on the last day so we staggered in to reduced classes and spent the day in meaningful teaching activities - like showing DVD's.
Now I have a chance to return to writing following a hectic social whirl. It's strange, but after even a brief layoff I feel slightly afraid to start again. I'm not sure why - everytime I return I manage something, but the anticipation...
To give myself a boost in the new year I am trying to sign up for a screenwriting next steps course in Liverpool. My writing group in Wirral is lovely but I think I need even more encouragement and very specific advice to keep the momentum going.

Corpses and Donkeys

I have been ripping the front out of the script for Granny's Little Helper. Hopefully the character exposition is vastly improved. As a result two new characters have sprung to life. One is Zak, Alex's best friend and fellow zombie killer, the other is his Aunt Sasha. She will become more integral to the plot as she is the reason Mum and Dad go on a long cruise without Alex and leave him to look after his demented Gran. This should prevent his parents from becoming cruel stereotypes who abandon their child for a glamorous holiday. Sadly though I have decided Sasha must die. It was a painful decision, I don't kill lightly, but she will not be returning to British waters.
I also have to write a little Christmas something for the writers group on Friday. Maybe some poetry - likely to be shockingly bad, I haven't written a poem since school. In those days I was pretty good at it. Wonder if it's still there. I was going to pen a few cynical lines about overeating and shopping at Amazon (guilty!). But the word donkey keeps intruding on my thoughts.