Frustration, acute frustration, lack of energy, lack of creativity...
I am seriously considering pitching this script and starting over. A few moments ago, I had the file open on Google Docs & Spreadsheets, and it looked like some foreign document that I had no hand in creating. It looks like a jumble of scene descriptions, vague philosophical rambling about the motives of the characters, the historico-fictional background for the events, and a disjointed mishmash of elements and images stolen from films ranging from Reds to Blade Runner to Time Bandits, and a general imabalance between the fantasy/sci-fi elements and the philosophical/political elements. I feel that I've lost my way, and forgot what the story is that I am trying to tell.
It does not help that the insomnia is back in a big way. Anymore, my choice is simple: take the sinus medication and end up sleeping for 10-12 hours and wake up feeling like a zombie; or, refrain from taking the sinus medication and sleep 3 hours and awaken feeling like shit. In either case, I am unable to concentrate, and all of my work is suffering.
While writing the first paragraph, my friend LJ wandered in, and she and I got to talking. She had some interesting suggestions for literature I might like to read, and she was sympathetic to my situation. But, truly, there is very little she could say. Still, I appreciated talking to her.
For now... well, I am rather at a loss....