Is It Still Called Montezuma’s Revenge If You Are In India?

As to my internship, I have been working one-on-one with Shubhra Chatterji, a woman working on two scripts for Samar Khan. One script is due to Samar this weekend and my part in it is finished, as far as I can tell (that is the one I talked about in my last entry). I wrote a set of scenes for a character added between versions one and two of the script, and hopefully some of them will make it to the final draft. Again, I do not know how much I am allowed to say about the specifics of what I’m working on, so I will again simply leave it as reminding me of Joiux Noel.

The second script was written by Shubhra, and has essentially been given over to me to do with as I please. She has gotten to the point with which I am very familiar where you have looked at something for too long, far too many times, and you just can’t work on it anymore. So what I am doing now is going through a mostly formed script, editing where necessary and writing scenes that were only outlined. It’s a lot of fun working on someone else’s script, where the story is already formed, and I am merely editing it. It’s interesting getting into someone else’s writing style to create dialog that sounds like theirs. Not only is this internship giving me great experience, I think I am becoming a better writer because of it.

Finally, I have been sick for the past few days. I have, in fact, visited the bathroom one time for each cockroach that Hannah has smashed with a frying pan – that analogy will only be fully understood by the other people living in Emerald 2. I’m pretty sure that the water we were given at Farah Khan’s house was not, as I assumed, mineral water, but was in fact straight from the tap and therefore deadly to me. As a result, I have been working from the apartment for the last two days, writing, attempting to keep hydrated, and sleeping. Not so much with the fun. Hope to get better soon.