Futzed and finessed, went and had a chili, cheese, and onion hog dog and a side Caesar salad, picked up one package that had five Netflix screeners that I have no interest in, came back, and have written about eight or nine pages so far. I was barreling along, but after changing my mind about a setting, halfway through I went back to my first idea, which was much better - so I had to revise two pages completely, but it just works better the way my first instinct was. Now I'll take a break, then I'll do another seven pages if I can.