So last night, in the heated moments before darting out of the office, I finished a very rough draft of the thriller screenplay I've been writing for the past month or so. It went fast because it was thoroughly outlined. It also went fast because it was short (I need to add about ten more pages before I can really consider it done).
But that'll all happen later. Today and tomorrow and possibly even Saturday, I'm taking a break from screenwriting. There's a short story I've been meaning to work on, and a couple of other things I've been kicking around. And I also have all these books to read.
Tonight I'm blowing off the gym in favor of going home and reading all night. I'm really excited about this. BOOKS. I will read them in my chair, on my couch, in my bed, and even, possibly, in the bath. BOOKS. Books books books.