FROM WHAT TO WHAT?

I was thinking of a book of mine called

HARVEST. It struck me not long ago it might

make an interesting screenplay.

The characters seemed interesting enough.

The plot had enough twists and turns to

keep the action alive and believable.

I was deep into the story, writing it now

As a screenplay. The characters, once I’d

done several drafts, all but tell me how

to make them come more alive on the

page.

I was working on this when the door

to my office opened. It was my wife,

Rosanne, telling me for the third time

our lunch was getting cold.

Author’s comment: Pulling myself

back to reality takes a moment. Yes,

I’m in my office, sitting at my seven-foot

old pine desk. This might seem odd, but

this is what happens to me anyway.

Back to the present, so to speak.