Okay, I have to be honest — I’m not very honest with myself.  Honestly.

Here’s what happened.  On August 31 I posted the following tweet:  “I will finish the first draft of my thriller screenplay this week. (Someone hold me to this statement.)”

Well, here we are, 3 weeks later, and no first draft.

My excuse?  “I know too much.”  Really, that’s the excuse I’ve been handing to myself and the people who asked about my progress.  I blamed my lack of follow-through on the fact that “once I started digging in to what I had written I discovered problems with story structure, character motivation, and tone.”

I also told myself that I didn’t want to push and finish the first draft just to say I had it done because I wouldn’t be doing myself any favors to rush and crap something out.

Which all sounds fine until I add that I’m not rushing since this is a screenplay I started over 2 years ago.

What to do? What to do?

I can’t seem to motivate, guilt, or in any way bribe myself into finishing any of the large writing projects I’ve started in the last 3 years.