Wednesday, June 18, 2014


Ugh. I am stuck. I've reached one of the two new scenes I need to add to this Act, and I am all out of words.

This isn't even really an entirely new scene; it's made of pieces cut from other scenes that I've sewn together and moved here. But now I have to breathe life into my Frankenscene creation, and I am not feeling breath-of-life-y. I am exhausted (I had a migraine last night, and my migraine medication has caffeine in it so I slept for shit) and overwhelmed (everything in the world is due this week and must be done right now), and I just want to go sit in a hole, like Dwight from Origami Yoda.


  1. Dwight--well, Yoda--would know what to do with your road block. At the bottom of the hole are the answers you seek, hm?