Falling slowly, sing your melody.

I had a fairly nice day today.

It was still cold, and I'm finally giving into my body's cries and wearing a sweater tomorrow. Congrats, weatherman. You win.

I watched THREE episodes of The X-Files. By accident, actually. I just kept hitting play on my DVD menu. This phenomenon caused me to miss American Idol, which isn't something I really obsess over, but a guy from my church is in the top 16 or whatever. I think that's pretty amazing. I voted for him five times last week. :)

Testing begins tomorrow, which means I have a free day for half of the day, because I am an outlandishly fast test taker. I'm bringing like six books to read when I am done, even though usually all of the words blur and I fall asleep on my table. But at least I'm attempting to be literary.

Today during play rehearsal, I went through my Script Frenzy (hereafter known as Screnzy) outline and wrote down any questions I had. Questions like "Why does Marianne ditch her wedding in Psychic Land?" and "Why does Marianne return to Edward and the real world?" and "What the hell did Edward to to make Marianne so mad she leaves?". (Those questions are out of order, by the way.) Then, I proceeded to answer these questions. That way, when I'm writing and I'm like "Wow. What is their motivation here? What words should I use?" I can just pull out my handy dandy prep sheets and remark on how thoughful I was to PREPARE for Screnzy.

That is your Writing Tip for the Day. Almost like the X-File of the Day, except David Duchovny makes no appearances and there is less spooky music.

Night, all.