It clocked in at about 62 pages total, but that's because I probably have too much of scene 1 and not enough of scene 2. Who can say? First Draft of a First Act makes me feel as if I've acheived at least, something. In the midst of working at my day job.
I should learn my lesson and not actually write about NOT doing my job while I'm on the job, in public.
If Steve, CEO and man who pays me, is reading this: I did, in fact, do the work I needed to do today.
Nonetheless, it's funny how with an absence of deadlines or a pay schedule, I have to come up with little motivations and milestones in order to make the play finish itself. All the impulse is internal, and so are the rewards. At least, during the process.
Onwards.
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