Thursday, March 31, 2005

Steady Eddie, Even Steven

Sir Knavely has taken over my keyboard.

You have to admit, his face looks intelligent. 

He's a true screen presence. 

You can just see through the screen to the thoughts that lurk beneath that majestic fur-covered brain: 

"What has Steven written today?  This sucks!"

Hey, demolish whatever feelings I have left.

At least we're up to 157 pages now.

Will this ever end?  Not for awhile.  I'm WAY overwriting on this.

Okay, so here's the plan:

I write until I reach the end of the treatment material that my co-writer's written so far.  That should happen tomorrow evening.

Then I edit what I've written as cleanly as possible.  That will take until Friday evening

And then I leave for San Diego on Saturday.

Yeah.

 

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