NINE BELLS probably not

So I spent today rewriting five pages and then deleting one on one piece and then rewriting two pages on another piece and then saying fuckit and sending both sets of pages to their respective artists and we will see how they land but even getting a handful of pages roughly how you want them and then getting them off the desk is a victory, not a big victory, not like those freak days where I’ve written an entire script with no obvious immediate flaws in a single day, but both the joy and friction of this life is that every day is different and the trick is to accept that this is a rare and wonderful way to live even though those pages are probably not what were needed – and yet there is always tomorrow.