OHHHHH

As has often been the case, a while ago something ridiculous started happening with my stomach, there was pain and weirdness, and now there's a new thing I can't eat: gluten. Gluten! The problem with that is, I love gluten, so I tried to appeal the decision of Gluten v. Will, and I lost my appeal violently, and now have to pay gluten's legal expenses, even as this metaphor becomes increasingly tortured.

The better thing that happened recently was that I started taking a class at Chicago Dramatists about structure, because I struggle with it a lot. I think most of the difficulty I have with writing and rewriting is attributable to what I don't quite understand about structure, so I'm excited to learn some more concrete stuff. The first class was last Thursday and there were several moments where I went OHHHHH inside my head, because a little scribbly diagram on a whiteboard had explained something to me that I hadn't figured out on my own. Which was awesome. We're going to have to write an outline for a new play and present the first ten pages, and that will be good for me.