Everyone will always tell you that your book, play or movie has too many endings. They will be absolutely right. Ignore them.
I saw a play recently, and at the end of the first act I thought it was a little whiny. The second act was one trillion times more whiny and I loved it. I admire writers with the courage of their obsessions. You don’t have to agree with a writer in order to appreciate his or her work.
Fight the development of writers OCD: all chapters do not have to be the same length.
In movies, especially comedies, there are certain actors who improvise brilliantly. Not all actors can do this: you can see the panic in their eyes, and they start repeating the same lines, like “What did you say?” or “Fuck you!” over and over again. This is where writers can come in handy.
There’s a wedding announcement in today’s paper for a delightful couple named Lisa Dacey and Jennifer Snook. Their names sound like the heroines of a Jane Austen novel set in the age of marriage equality.
