Chiara

By Chiara

Wilted flowers

My script for Screenwriting II is shriveling up just like these flowers. I pulled an all-nighter and I've been spending the better part of this morning polishing up the script but my attempts have been really futile. I do not want to turn in this piece of garbage, let alone let my class read it out loud tonight. I feel that I've failed as a writer. I should've gone into editing from the very beginning.

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