I have this short script that I’ve been working on since July. I thought I was finished with it, but lying in bed this beautiful morning I realized I’m not. You see My Muse has struck again and told me that I need to incorporate medical information into my script.
There I was just waking up when the notion struck that I need to include a placade in my scene explaining why my protagonist is wearing dark glasses in the parking garage. Duh!
How could I have overlooked something so obvious? I guess it’s safe to say: Sometimes My Muse is smarter than I!