I've been working off-and-on with the fourth draft of my Anna Nicole play all day. Now she doesn't enter until page six. Before, she entered on page two (page one being the title page). Now it's obvious from the get-go that everyone's dead, and good underlying relationships (and exposition) are taken care of before the demon diva gets her entrance.

I finished reading Ann Patchett's Truth and Beauty a couple of days ago and remember being eifersuechtig at a passage where one of the writers wrote for hours and lost all sense of time. Then today there was a knock at the door and oh my goodness, it was 3:30 and the mother's helper was here.

I've put it down for today… well, for the time being…