My writing for today

I got yet another idea for a script today at Cam’s choir recital. There is no earthly way I could write every single idea I have. I would need extra-terrestraial assistance at the very least. I did more than five pages today. I worked on Angels a little. I started chapter two. It’s queer but I am so impressed with this story I worry I can’t keep it up. Plsu where did this idea come from in the first place? Will it continue to be as strange as the beginning of chapter one? What does it all mean?