Hacking Away

I submitted the five-minute play tonight. It took three days to get it together. I never used to rewrite my stuff, but once I finally started I couldn't stop. Maybe before I trusted my instincts too much... maybe I didn't care what the audience thought. Now, I'm on the verge of knowing what I want to communicate, but I struggle with the best way to translate these mental pictures into the right string of words. I want the pieces to fit together snugly, and I want to do it economically. And, if possible, I don't want to sound like a pompous ass while doing it.

Seems to me I want an awful lot.

Bedtime.