*missed. Catching up on July 6th.*
I did some paper writing on this day. I wrote two scenes in a screenplay I haven't touched in over a year. My screenplay, called The Chicago Overcoat, is coming along.
I mean, it comes along nicely, until my brain decides to hate itself and render me useless. Then I drop the pen and have a bad habit of never picking it up again.
Fucken hate it when that happens.
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Non-FictionI had this idea last night after a few drinks, a pounding headache, and an excessive amount of throat lozenges. In order to inspire me to write more often than I currently do, I am planning to write a new post every day and publish it, allowing me t...
