INT. BEKAH’S BRAIN:

Self: Ughhhhhhhhhh I’m such a loserrrrrrrrrrrr

Other self: Yup!

Self: you’re supposed to ask why and also tell me I’m not.

Other self: You’re not. Also, why?

Self: I can’t figure out a how to begin to write a stupid pilot, and my 9 page word document with CHARACTER MOMENTS! does not count. Why can’t I do this? it’s sad.  I am currently employed as a TV writer and I can’t even write a pilot.  Also, I’ve been wasting time. I haven’t written anything new of any substance in weeks. Rewriting old things does not count.

Other Self: Remember that time that this year you’ve already written a new full length play and also a Movie and some 300 blog posts and some short plays and some poems that no one will ever see? So maybe like you should just relax?

Self: It’s not enough.

Other Self: that sounds like a personal problem.

Self: It’s NEVER ENOUGH.

Silence in the brain.

Other Self: We should probably eat some gummy / bears now

Self: YEAH OKAY.