persevere

so i'm writing this pain in the ass scene that has to do with my villain, and i've been working on the damned thing for days now and getting nowhere. tonight i finally figure out what the action of the scene needs to be, which is great, progress. i get to where the action actually happens. again, progress.

then the coffee wears off and so does the goddamned inspiration, such as it is. i'm tired. brian's already in bed and i know i'm not going anywhere with this tonight; i've already missed my self-set deadline, what the fuck difference does another night make at this point?

i alt-tab to another window, i don't even know what i'm looking at anymore. then i remember my desktop wallpaper, which is a silly cartoon image of two characters from a movie-that-shall-remain-nameless with very determined looks on their faces. and i think, it's 11:30. i can do another half an hour. even if it doesn't go anywhere, i can do another half an hour.

so i alt-tab back to the file. and i keep writing. and i make yet another discovery about my villain that fits quite nicely into the assignment we had about our villains a month or two ago, and another piece of the puzzle slides into place.

this is why i stay up an extra half an hour. no, the writing's not perfect by any means; i'll tighten it up later when i'm fresh. but there's a beginning and an ending and by God it's the first three chapters. hallelujia.

~andi

p.s. i got new running shoes today and they KICK ASS.