Rawhide!
Or at least that’s what my bum gone done felt like after a marathon writing session for the Show What You Wrote last week.
I managed to produce 4 great sketches out of a possible 10 and if anything it has really drummed in the lesson that the idea is not the sketch (nor the play, or the novel or whatever medium you choose.)
I want to share a moment, a small moment that happened at 3.a.m. the day before submission deadline.


