I’m entering a screenwriting competition tonight. I left myself five days to get the thing done but for wonderful reasons I’ve procrastinated that time away.

I’m now hectically hacking away at my second revision — well, not at this very instant, obviously. The ideas are all there but it needs work to make dramatic sense. I think it actually needs more cuts than additions, which is nice. I also need to avoid killing a character or to kill him in a more dramatically effective way. Death is a cliché.

Anyway, that’s neither here nor there. This situation reminded me of Time Management for Anarchists, not least because one of the characters I’m writing is militantly anti-employer. TMA has been the organizing theology of my life since the comic (now hard to find online, so I did it for you) was published.

I’m not always a righteous member of the faithful — I’ve gone through long periods of apostasy, atheism, and sin — but I’m tryin’, Ringo. I’m tryin’ hard to avoid the tyranny of evil men.

Selah.