B, a waitress from the "old days," was working at Nobby's this morning. She's retired but came it to help out -- and also to calm her nerves about her shrinking retirement program. At any rate, we chatted a bit about the "good old days" and retirement and the insecure future and such.
The film W. is out and I thought about seeing it at noon today. But I've already been out and I think if I keep my butt in the chair, I'll get some work done. At breakfast I came up with the next two sequences of my "stuck" screenplay, brooding even as I was chatting with B. Mental multi-tasking is the norm for a writer.
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