I think I’ve finally gotten a handle on my current situation and thus am able to get back to doing some actual work (outside of the stuff I’m getting paid for that is. That sh*t never goes away). In other words, I got some writing done tonight. Sh*tty first draft writing that will need to be revised, but writing nonetheless.
I’ve put down words for a story adapted from a script I never finished shooting. I don’t know that I will ever finish shooting it, but if I can get it told in prose form instead I’ll be happy and won’t need to kick myself out of the house. I had shifted my attention away from it a while back to focus on a story that takes place about 15 years (or more) before this one, but I could never quite get that one outlined enough to feel comfortable starting it. Instead it’s currently just serving as a bit of untold backstory in my head as I write this story.
Within the past week I’ve also figured out what I think is the final element in another story that has been building since February or March. The working title on that second one is currently “Brutality”. It’s a rather sick story, but one that won’t let go of my brain meat. I’m not sure I want to finish it, but if I don’t it’s liable to claw my brain to shreds.