I wrote a 10-minute play today – truth be told I wrote half of a second on top of that. I could probably bull my way through to a “blackout” on that second one, but I believe a writer should reserve for themselves the affirmative power of the closing whistle after a respectable day’s work. I say I am done and so I am done. Plus – there is football on soon.
I don’t know if the situation I wrote this script for is still available; I’ll find out tomorrow, hopefully after I have awakened with a replenished supply of mojo and finished this second one. The past couple of weeks have not seen a lot of product, and that has a way of putting me into the anxiety sweats. The sense of accomplishment has a way of pushing back at all other problems in life, and so I am constantly recommending short films, monologues, short stories, and stage sketches like this one, as a way to keep your muscles flexed and spirit warm in between the big projects.