Sleepy

Again I fail to write more.  Now that I have a few moments in the barber shop, ain't not time like the present. I'm tired. Up early and I needed to sleep.  I needed to look decen though. Hair got too wild. Can't look professional with this unruly hair. 

Speaking of hair, I noticed it's thinning. Eeeek! I don't want it to thin. Oh well. Can't fight this fact. A brother got to accept this change. For the moment at least. 

Writing with a Goal in Mind

A good friend helped me brainstorm an outline today. The main bulk of the techniques was to put forth ideas AND get them down on paper. It lead me to keep writing and finishing that outline. 

I later wrote out another concept and outline for that. Both are what I see as rough drafts. After they cool for a bit, I'll rewrite them to fit the screenplay format. It's good to have ideas and get them down on paper. Progress is a great thing even if it feels like baby steps. 

Promised myself five to seven outlines this week (ending on this upcoming Saturday). I even took a concept I wrote out on Sunday to use some of the techniques I developed to "tighten" the concept. I have three other outlines that could use this tightening as well. 

Late at Night

Again with the lateness. Watching Bride of Frankenstein when I should go to sleep, yet I'm awake. Old school horror has its charms. Surprisingly, the true villain is not creature, but men with desires to break the laws of nature. So I watch, and watch until I get sleepy. I'm not sleepy yet. 

Brain Powah

As I try to get stuf together, and by stuff, I mean thoughts, I can see it's not 100% working for me. I'm surrounded by silence and a persistent meh-ness. That's got to go. Writing and reading (not at the same time) but doing it nonetheless and my mind rejects it all. I feel like a mess. What I need is some sleep. That won't happen for another few hours but I am tired. Tired.