Twelve hours and counting.

Script Frenzy starts tomorrow.

I’m not even a little bit ready.

Well… maybe a little bit. I have names, ages, and general demographic info for my central characters. I know who my main character is, and I know generally what the story’s about. I have most of my first act figured out.

Looking at it that way, I’m in much better shape than I was going into it last year. When I started writing last year, I only had a one-sentence note outlining the original idea for the story, and my characters all had placeholder names for the entire month.

I had hoped for more, though. And I would have had more, if I hadn’t been knocked off my feet by a cold (the second one this year… ::sigh::), and spent a week with an attention span so short I couldn’t actually follow a half-hour sitcom, let alone come up with my own original story. Perhaps that’s not an excuse, but I’ve seen the kind of stories I come up with when I’m on cold medication, and it’s best for everyone that I don’t try that again.

Despite all that, I’m not too terribly worried. I have my characters, and I have my first act. I’m going to take some time today to refresh my memory of the story that originally put the idea in my head, jot a few actual notes down, and try to get myself ready.

I’ll be fine. (And, yeah—I’m mostly trying to convince myself.)