People recommend to me things they think I might like to watch. You know. Television stuff. Sometimes movies that are now available on one of the various things.
I love these recommendations, you know. Oh man, what a cool premise. Or, I really dig that actor/actress.
I would never say, “Don’t bother telling me about stuff”, but you know, here I am trying to write something that might be interesting enough for someone to turn into a script to be on TV or be the basis of a film, and I’m having enough trouble balancing the needs of eating, breathing, working the day job versus writing the story.
I feel bad, a bit. I want to watch stuff.
But Felix wants to crawl up into Agatha’s arms and snuggle. I mean, who wouldn’t?
I’ve really got to get off my ass and finish this first draft of FelixLovesAgatha. I will never forgive myself for being a slug of a writer.