Well, the first weekend was really about building up to this moment. Finally writing has begun in earnest. I know this, not because I’m saying it out loud, but because I have 7 more pages in my hands that are somewhere between good and fucking great. Most likely some of it will end up on the trash heap, but that’s not because those pages are bad — Which is refreshing! — it’s because it might not fit into the story when all is said and done.
So Sunday I played like 6 hours of Red Dead Redemption with the Posse, and then I watched Jonah Hex because I’m a terrible person with awful taste. The point is that I have pages and.. and… inspiration! I’ve been visiting with this idea for over 6 years off and on, popping in for tea every few months or so. To sit down and finally have a meaningful conversation about where our life together is headed is just wonderful.
The lesson here is to let yourself do whatever it takes to get to that point where you can write. Don’t punish yourself because time is only wasted if in the end you aren’t holding those 7 pages aloft, like I am, and screaming to the crows overhead that they can’t take your eyes yet, because you still need them for the next 7 pages!
This is for you Megan Fox and Josh Brolin. Your sacrifice will not be in vain!