Day 267: It's not how you begin...

Day 267: It’s not how you begin…

Today was a trying one.

Anyone who’s lived out here in Hollywood can attest to having one of these days.

I’m not going to go into all of the sordid details – there aren’t really any, in truth, it’s very much a matter of what happens up in my noggin…and I don’t feel like spilling all that out tonight because it’s all stuff that I’ve written about before. It doesn’t actually make me feel much better to write it all down, knowing that it’s a bunch of feelings that I will inevitably feel again, at some point, just because of the nature of choosing to work in a field where you put so much control over your destiny into other people’s hands.

That, and just feeling generally stressed out just made today a hard day. There’s a lot going on, and my routine suffers when there’s too much on the plate.

BUT…I got all my writing done. Come hell or high water, at least I wrote pages today. I will have something to show for all the ups and downs of this year. How that will affect my psyche when I have some finished product in my hand, I’m not sure, but at the very least it made me feel better today. I’m not *completely* a waste of space because I got my pages written.

Today/Tonight I got into the real inciting incident of the plot, the first thing that really shatters the status quo…boring technical talk for saying that the story gets a jolt of excitement…and so that was fun. It was easy to write, the pages came quickly. And, I’m almost completely caught up with my goals for the novel. I do have to figure something out, though, for the pilot script. That has NOT been happening…so that will be a challenge to try and tackle next week. Maybe it is finally time for two hours of writing every day, because I really reeaalllyyy want to resist the temptation to set the novel-writing aside for that second pilot draft. It has been EXTREMELY satisfying to pump these pages out on the novel, and I’m in a groove on it. I don’t want to lose it. It means that, like, two months from now (plus a couple weeks) I will have FINISHED A MOTHERFUCKING NOVEL…and that just sounds so sexy to my ears. I really want to get there. I can also feel it helping just my writing rhythm in general.

So yeah…I have to figure out a way to do both.

Story of my life, huh? Pretty much.

That’s all for tonight kiddos. Whiny Ira signing out and hoping some structure to tomorrow nets some results and some mental reprieve.