End of the weekend. I've got a little extra time, I'm heading back to Paris tomorrow morning.
In addition to some paperwork for ChezFilms, I've finally found the ending to "The Stagemaster," the English-language feature film I finished writing .... so long ago. At least five years. I found the right ending: the one that makes sense and sheds a new, beautiful, coherent light on the characters. So that now, I can't help but repeat "it couldn't have ended any other way."
I've also moved forward with a new medium-length film project that I'm very excited about. As soon as I walk down the street, I dive right back into it and the scenes come by themselves. At no point do I need to think about it intellectually - which is the main enemy of screenwriters, if you know my opinions on the subject.
I've also made progress on "When the Gondolier Dies," my novel. I'm on the last chapter and it's progressing more and more slowly as I get to the end.