Not a good weekend for the writer in me.

It just seemed really difficult to write. For one thing, I do better when I have a slot in the evening when it's do or die. Having the entire day...well, I envisioned myself getting my quota in early this morning, then having the rest of the day to study for my exam, which would take a couple hours, then finishing my movie. No, that's not what happened. I've been agonizing because an event in my plot will mark the halfway point, and although I'm past halfway in word count, I can't seem to get the family to meet up with the prodigal son! There have been opportunities, but they don't reunite. Reunite, damn you! I'm sick of this!