At 01.37 a.m. this morning I finally wrote...
(Well, actually I wrote - ends - because I'm a real grown up screenwriter and that's what we do, see?)
Do I feel as though I've just shot a child in the back garden?
No, I do not.
I feel so exhausted that I'm not even elated. Yet.
I'll read through it all in a minute. I hope I don't think it's a pile of utter rubbish. I hope I like it. Even if I don't, there's not much time to do anything about it before I submit it to the contest (deadline 18 hours away)
The main thing is,
|I did it!|
14 pages! (Blimey!)
And here endeth the need to update!