Friday, June 04, 2004

An Artist loses his muse...
*** Abstruse save the shit he's written in the past hour in hopes it'll somehow get garbled on his hard drive and arrange itself into a script that makes fucking sense...
[Abstruse] brb I'm going to re-read this piece of shit and see if it's even salvagable...
Later...
[Abstruse] I remember before I could easily balance all this exposition and action shit and it seemed to flow pretty well. Now, it's like pulling fucking teeth and it seems so forced...the pacing is all fucked up...
[Abstruse] When did this happen?
My guess...at birth?

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