Indelible Freckles

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Country:New Zealand

A New Zealand screenwriter. A blank screen. And an internet connection.

Latest Blog Posts

Process Anecdote #103

on Aug 7, 2017

I’ve just written the end of my latest project: my fingers were a blur over the keyboard as they typed direct from my subconscious onto the screen. It felt rather satisfying getting these last few lines down: Here’s the thing, though: tha...


on Aug 3, 2017

The first warning signs showed a couple of years ago. Fortress Mamea runs on 10.6 Snow Leopard, an operating system that’s now seven generations behind the current OS. We like 10.6. It works for us. The Lovely Wife can still watch ponies gallo...

Process Anecdote #79

on Jul 26, 2017

I was doing a pass on a script recently when I resolved each and every outstanding note with an insouciant flick of the pen. It felt good. (Too good, as it turns out a few passes later, but hey.) And as I savoured that sweet moment, I flashed on this...


on Jul 18, 2017

At the beginning of the month, it seemed like a pretty nifty idea to dust off an old project. I estimated a few days — a week, tops — to make it submission-ready. This first-pass of edits was not a good sign: And a fortnight has passed already.

Ella 2003–2017

on Jul 9, 2017

The Dog — actual handle Ella — was farewelled by the Mamea aiga today. She was loved, and she loved us. There’s nothing I can write here that I haven’t already written. May there be plenteous rolled roasts and Whittakers Peanut Bu...

Eleven Years

on Jul 7, 2017

Last Sunday was the eleventh anniversary of this website. I kid you not:  unless my maths is awry, we opened in 2006, our first anniversary would’ve been 2007, which means 2017 makes this site eleven. Years. Old. I’ve a few productions u...

The Handmaid’s Tale was my first Margaret Atwood book. It introduced me to her other writing. I’m a fan. So when I heard last year about this television adaptation, I was prepped and ready to hate it hate it hate it so much that I wasn&...