From Duncan Pflaster

I'm up! I'm awake! About to check over the script to see if anything I wrote is intelligible, but first I need to pee. Too much coffee.

O captain, my captain

From Duncan Pflaser

First draft finished! Currently called "How to Suck Seed While Really Trying", but I think the play outran that title, and I'll probably be going with a Walt Whitman quote instead. Going to bed for a couple of hours to look at the draft with fresh eyes.

I think I preferred having two parameters- it made the ideas come quicker.


AS Adam, early in the morning,
Walking forth from the bower, refresh’d with sleep;
Behold me where I pass— hear my voice— approach,
Touch me— touch the palm of your hand to my Body as I pass;
Be not afraid of my Body.

Ah, a keyboard. How quaint.

From Duncan Pflaster

Computer doing it's quotidian scheduled hard-drive backup at 1am. Time for a little break. Half-finished with coffee, half-finished with first draft of script.
This has gone in some very strange directions; not at all what I expected when I started writing.

Drama Fag

From Duncan Pflaster

Is the "yes, in high school I was a man" an overdone trope?

Here I am!

From Duncan Pflaster

Okay, I'm home, I have my coffee (Dunkin' Donuts hazelnut, with cream and extra sugar), my iTunes "writing" instrumental playlist is going (right now Handel's "March in D" from Hercules), I'm in my comfy pyjama pants (red plaid flannel), and the flux capacitor is fluxing.