I don’t want to jinx it, but here it goes.

My sister provided me with some artistic fodder and encouraged me to write a screenplay. So I’m going to try my best to do just that.  I mean, I wrote one in film school and I have enough anger/envy towards the current trend of indie-hipster bro-mantic comedies, so I probably have some sense of what to do (or not to do), right?  I mean, I already know I have to cast Michael Cera and have some Bishop Allen in the soundtrack (I’d say The Shins, but that’s so “Garden State”), so what more do I need?  Story?  Maybe.  Or I can just add some animated transitions.  Frankly, I’m following this guide to writing an indie film and can’t say it any better.

And that’s all I’ll say.  I’ve said it though so I can hold myself accountable for it.  But if I don’t provide details it’s easy to drop if, uh…if I give up.

But let’s consider it as if I’m quitting smoking.  Don’t ask me about it, but hope that I’m following through with it.  You don’t want to be the one who asks, “Hey, how’s that thing that you referenced that one time? You still keeping up with that?”  And I’ll have to say, “No, I got too busy/I bought a pack the other day/it’s not a tumor/I gained it all back/we broke up/I fell off the wagon/they went with another candidate/he’s dead now.”

That’s just awkward for everyone involved, so let’s just keep this to ourselves until we get Paul Rudd on board.