Daily Goal: Not Met
It wasn’t a great day. This morning Pot and I came to the conclusion that the reason I’m not happy with this love scene and I keep balking is because it’s too early for it. So Kensie balks. I got that written. And I planned to switch to Collin’s head for the awkward drive back to the hotel–and then I made the grave error of doing our taxes. By the time I was finished with that, I was in such a violent mood that the only thing I would have been any good at writing after that would have been me beating the ever lovin’ shit out of Uncle Sam. So I’ve been watching Veronica Mars instead. I’m hoping to get back to it tomorrow when I’ve worked out my angst over the taxes.