So, where’s the script?


A little less than a year ago, I started this blog.

I wasn’t sure what to call it. It needed to be memorable. It needed to say something. Most pressingly, it needed to be something someone else hadn’t already chosen.

Then three words came to me. Simple. Easy. Perfect.

Where’s the script?

Like I write in A Scribe + His Screenplay, life does not come with a script. It just doesn’t.

There are no major plot points. No treatments. No character arcs. Just life.

No dialogue direction. No blocking. No commentary. Just life.

So, as I come to junctures in life, sometimes I ask myself, where’s the script againAnd then I remember – there is none.

My life isn’t done and complete. My life isn’t a finished work. My life is what has passed, what is now and what is to come. My life is a script in progress.

There is no set script I have to follow.

Liberation lies in my hands. These hands are writing it as I go.

What are your thoughts? If your life was a movie, what would it look like? Comedy? Drama? Summer blockbuster?

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