What has 132 pages and is not done yet?

That's right, the first draft of Alderman. What a weekend? Probably wrote 40 pages this weekend. Plopped down on a very cold Friday night after Martial Arts class, pulled on the electric blanket, popped in some background noise (old videos I don't have to pay attention to, or The Olympics - the king of background noise) and proceeded to write. I fell asleep in the chair, woke up, made coffee, wrote, fell asleep, woke up, made coffe, wrote, fell asleep...until Sunday when I actually decided to get up, clean and go somewhere else. Sunday I wrote in a Cosi downtown, in the back of the theatre during Munich, and in Clarkes late into the night. I came upon a unique creative problem. Being sick of writing, not a frustration at having no ideas, or hitting any wall of any sort, just being sick of physically writing tons of good ideas. Good problem to have.

Throughout the course of the writing I burned through background noise, The Ed Gein movie, a bunch of old Star Trek's, Bruce Lee films, They Call Her One Eye, Danguard Ace, Silverhawks, and Gallagher: The Maddest.

Fun. 132 pages in, probably 30 left to go. And then done. For now. It's a first draft, the final will need to come in at no more than 110 pages. It's a comedy, not the Godfather.