Maybe I am bi-polar...

[KillerMuffin]

After a full month with only 15 pages to show for it, and most of it crappy at that, I get giddy in this violent flurry of wordsmithing. I pop out just under 5,000 beautiful words in the space of about 4 hours not including interruptions by those people who live with me that just don't understand that, dammit, I'm writing. I know you love me, I know the dogs do kodak moments constantly, and I've already seen that Pokemon episode five times in the past two weeks I don't need an update as to what Ash just did. I did it anyway. I piece of unpolished prose that I am happy with. I always submit them before the rewrite itch gets me or I'd never submit them.

I think I'll be reworking this one eventually into something resembling either a novel or a made for TV movie starring Alan Thicke as a black man with issues, dammit.

I'm still hyper, but I'm done writing today.

 

[Laurel]

Speaking of Alan Thicke, has anyone ever caught the 'Growing Pains' Real Hollywood Story on E? It's always weird to watch actors talk about a sitcom like it was some sort of monumental achievement.


What was the question again?

 

[KillerMuffin]

The question was "Where's the guac?"

 

[Laurel]

Oh yeah. There, it's in your cleavage. Let me help you with that...