Ex Machina: back to it
I woke on the weekend with a cold. On Saturday morning, it was a mere annoyance, but it seemed to grow in intensity so that by the time I went to sleep on Sunday night, my head felt like it had a large watermelon inside it.
I called in sick to work, and went back to sleep. This is a good thing, because the watermelon has shrunk to a medium-sized cantaloupe, and I can sort of breathe through my nose. I will be napping throughout the day, and perhaps by the end of the day, my head will no longer feel like it has a melon of any kind inside it.
Since Dragon Quest finished shooting, I have been able to take some time to write again. I’ve been taking my laptop to work, and writing on my lunch hour. I’ve returned (as I mentioned once before) to the play Ex Machina, which I have attempted to write a couple of times before. The other times, I was unable to complete the play, because I was too focused on my concept, rather than on what was driving the play. This time, I think I have a better shot at finishing, because I know what’s driving it.
