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New Start

The list of things that I have to do are mounting up and I just don't know when I'm supposed to do them.  The weekend was a wash out in terms of writing.  I feel physically blocked from starting the new film and yet I have to feel confident in what I'm doing before the second pitch from hell in 4 weeks now.

4 weeks! 

So today is a day of new starts.  A day of looking at my hand scribbled list of chores and tackling it straight on.  No shirking away from the point or finding less important jobs to do first.  I will not stare out of the window for the next 5 hours and then wonder why I feel like I haven't achieved anything at the end of the day...as usual.  It is not a usual day.

With all of this motivational talk I feel like jumping out of my chair and doing a sprint of the office.  High fiving all of my colleagues and whooping down the halls.

But that would be a distraction putting off the second that I have to turn back to my screen and create something worthwhile. 

So I won't.

I'll just sit here quietly and begin.

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