Back at it again

Well, about seven months has lapsed since my last post...and the screenplay has stagnated. But, true to form I am back at it now.

I am in Katoomba at a writer's retreat for a week to try to finish this thing off.

I have arrived at the 1930s? home of Eleanor and Eric Dark - she was a writer, he a doctor - to simply write my life away and nothing else - not even music - unless it's with headphones on!!

As I was driving up here from Sydney, an enormous thunderstorm with pounding rains poured down at Wentworth Falls. I was snugly inside a cafe eating Barramundi at the time but when I finished it was still bucketing down so I took my refuge in an antiques store while I waited for it to ease long enough for me to make it to my car. The only thing really startling about this antique store was a giant moosehead which was mounted fairly low on the wall, so not long after you cruise in you are literally staring this very large, lifelike stuffed creature in the face. It was mean.

Perhaps a fitting start to the week as the Dark's house is all very original (kitchen, decor, musty books, floral carpet, patchwork quilts - you get the picture) and, as it's necessarily very quiet (there are only 5 of us here) - I feel like I've stepped back into pre-war times. Sago pudding anyone?

Too bad I'm not working on a war-era piece. Still, lovely to have all this time to indulge in the world of my screenplay again. How lucky am I. Oh, and did I mention it has a winding driveway, tree-lined driveway....just like Manderley...(sigh)