It's amazing the things you learn when you are in the middle of trying to finish a scene. Just a scene. Just something in writing, on a file on your computer, just to tell yourself that things haven't gone completely to hell, and you are a writer more than just by name.
Thing I learnt tonight: You will never completely know what you are doing. Never, ever. Enjoy the naivety. It may be the last time you experience it. I don't know why. I don't. I wish I did. I think it would make this easier. But then, really, I don't think I would like this if it was easy. I think I like the hard. I think we all do.
PS: Who the fuck writes plays in winter? I mean, seriously. Spring and autumn. Spring and autumn. It should be a law.
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