Screenwriting Is Always About What People Say

No, Friends Were Like Clothes: Fine While They Lasted But Eventually They Wore Thin Or You Grew Out Of Them.

Happyish. Well, Happyish Isn't So Bad.' 'it's The Most We Can Hope For.

He's Laughing Me Into A Stupor, She Thought. I Could Heckle, I Suppose, I Could Throw A Bread Roll At Him, But He's Eaten Them All. She Glanced At The Other Diners, All Of Them Going Into Their Act, And Thought Is This What It All Boils Down To? Romantic Love, Is This All It Is, A Talent Show? Eat A Meal, Go To Bed, Fall In Love With Me And I Promise You Years And Years Of Top Notch Material Like This?

For Some Time Now She Has Had The Conviction That Life Is About To Change If Only Because It Must. . . .

At University, I Used To Write Silly Little Sketches And Monologues, But Never Fiction.