Rosalind Hursthouse Virtue Ethics

The Writer swarming ...

After the turmoil marked by my description of my "work clothes" in the previous post, I can not if not illustrate this blog with a picture of what everyday life of the screenwriter anxious to find a schedule, a sense, a dynamic place and coordination to move forward with their professional and personal. Come to a whiner. Well here's the whiner in uniform, breaded, writing and creating everywhere it goes. Hale, already, I have seen. Now, put me to bear if need be, but know that I will not care: This pajama is comfortable and convenient. And point!

Of course, Ikea sofa both workaround I did when he kept much at home, has turned into "incredibly uncomfortable." I inherited it from a friend who was moving house and well, to spend half hours watching television, did not look bad. The problem has come when these half-hours are accumulated and become "hours and hours" of leverage with a laptop. Oh, my ass. Oh, my back ... ay ... my dignity. We will have to buy another ... Four stories and upload! Because

say: Why not write anywhere else? For example, a table. Well room table not convince me (not convince me to call "it" games, but what can we do). The height is not just me (I slash the arms) and has a slight trembling "Nik Nik" by pressing the keyboard that makes me very nervous. Discarded.

Then there's my desk. That I bought for my previous apartment because fitting exactly in the square meter that was available. It's comfortable ... likely to be the chosen site. For now only has the disadvantage that the room where it is, is fearlessly shared. But that is solved with diplomacy and good words ... Right? Right?!

Finally, the place where I spent the afternoon pricked by the usual uncertainty of "the day before your first delivery of something." It's a bit absurd to feel that, because the truth, I'm happy with what calved and also what the hell, is the first meeting after 3 days just been working at the project and would be asked to bad results. I guess just try to know (what Curran has started a site ... and not going for that site more than 2 hours used in 2 different days) and the bosses "marking the territory" (the meaditas of ego and such that are always necessary, I'd like that-), but creates some intricacies. But well, I was saying: currar the venue for today has been the photo. My bed.

Three days, three places, three unknowns. What does the future hold empijamado screenwriter? Well I do not know, but tomorrow I go to Valencia (or is that intended) so I'll have to try new places, and noses. My mother ...

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