Oh No, Me Too

I can't be sick now.

I have the tickle in my throat. I'm beginning to cough, and they're productive coughs. I'm taking large quantities of echinacea, vitamin C, and zinc.

I was up until 2 this morning, writing. I finished through Act II again, having done about 20 pages. (I was going full-steam ahead, so I missed my final Sitcom class. Oh well.) I woke up at 8, feeling lousy.

Today I went by school. I talked to a new GSPer in the office for a while, gave her some of my impressions of the program. Glenn came in and I said, "Hey, Glenn, give the new girl some advice." He turned around and said, "My writing teacher last year, Shepherd, said the first day that if we wanted to be writers, we should quit school. He was right."

I turned to the new person and said, "I may be the only person in this program who feels that she's learned anything from it."

(Linda and I got into a long discussion about this on the phone. She opined that the people who think they got nothing out of the program simply don't remember what they came into the program with. I agree. To have spent two years and $60,000 in this graduate program and have gotten nothing out of it is not a measure of your internal worth, it is a statement of foolishness.)

Then I did some work in the Cinema/TV Library on my Rewrite Script--I am not happy with my Act III. I had lunch--chicken Caesar, no dressing--and worked on my "notions" for my next script. They sucked.

I drove to the post office and mailed my Thesis Script out, at long last, to the Nicholl and Austin contests, to the Library of Congress for registration of copyright, and to the agent I met a few weeks ago.

I came home to take a nap but couldn't fall asleep. Since then I've been procrastinating big-time, which is bad, because I am going to work tonight. I've been watching Marathon Man, which is a damn odd movie--I can't believe how much better I remember the book than I remember this movie, and what's especially weird is that they're so different...and they were written by the same guy.

Lies, Damn Lies, and Statistics

Yesterday 4.7 miles.

Today I took a break. I'm feeling tired and run-down, my feet are beginning to get a bit bumpy (just as if I were a real runner), and I thought I'd get some writing done. Ha.