Writing

Exercise:Sprinting practice with Casey-Cat
Voice:Singing wif ma mommeh for a while. I dunno how long.
Reading:Workin' the monologue, yo.
Participation:100
Description(if above 89):We started work on the TS thing. SRR. I payed attention and helped, even though I didn't actually get to say anything. But 'twill happen. I know.

Hm. Drawing a relative blank today. I mean, wit the Teen Safety thing, I suppose I could talk about that, but I'm not entirely certain what I would say. Geez. Maybe I'll talk about how nervous I am about my play.

I am literally phobic of writing. Like, really. I don't even know why, but I guess that's what would define it as a phobia. I've already played out the situation multiple times in my head. What with the whole schedule and whatnot. I've given myself two weeks per draft, which sounds like it should be plenty, but I'm already halfway through week one and I'm little past naught. How can I expect to finish on time at this rate? I mean, I really like this idea, and I could talk for hours about it, but I can't write the goddamned play. And it's pissing me off. Like, I start writing, keep on thinking about the time, and panic. Even if it's 4 in the afternoon two weeks before it's due. I dunno. I need help, basically.