La Vie Boheme

Note to myself (take 2):

Never stop writing for the day in the middle of a scene. And definitely don't stop in the middle of a combat scene.

Last night, thinking I'd set myself up to dive in this morning and get to work, I ended with the following sentence: Several things happened at once. This indicates, of course, a major shift in the action, a turning of the tides, blah blah blah.

I CAN'T FUCKING REMEMBER WHAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN.

Okay, not quite true. I can remember basics, but not the specifics I'd planned and mapped out in my head last night. Now I need to go traipsing through my brain and refigure it all out again.

I swear to god, just when I think I've gotten this writing thing down to a science...

Edited to add: Crisis averted. Memory returned, sorta, and scene continued. And I have, once again, piled on the pain. Poor Alex. *insert evil cackle here*