I found the script for Little White Lie with Andrew Scott and Elaine Cassidy. At least it’s something…
I had one too last night. It was basically Sherlock and me trying find Moriarty. He left us some clues and it was night. Then I can’t really remember what happened next. I was in a flat that wasn’t the one Sherlock lives in. And I was at home where my dad had a birthday party and drank himself unconcious…Anyway then Sherlock and I found Moriarty hiding behind a car and I threw myself onto him so he couldn’t escape. But then the dream drifted a bit towards sex dream because I fixated his leg between my legs which kinda made me want to have sex with him. But that’s where it ended. Weird.
An open letter to Dan Harmon’s answer to enlightenight’s question http://danharmon.tumblr.com/post/57185534172/i-dont-know-if-you-answer-the-questions-but-i-just
I’m not trying to kiss your ass but I feel I need to comment on your answer to enlightenight’s question, whether you read it or not (and excuse my English. Germany speaking here). I’m a pro at procrastinating. I sleep long, miss classes at my uni because of it and I can’t get anything done until last-minute. But at the same time I demand of myself to be the best I can. I need to be good at everything I do to feel validated in a way. That’s kind of the dilemma. For months I’ve been trying to get a simple story written. Just to see if I could do it. But all I have are half-baked outlines and beginnings. I’m just not motivated. The weird thing is, when I’m at work writing movie reviews and news I’m astoundingly fast and good at it and don’t suffer from a creative block at all. Well, that might be because the creative effort is different. Getting a story written is way harder than writing about why I liked Orphan Black so much (great show btw). But it still holds some water. That’s why I loved your answer. It feels so familiar. If nobody tells me to do something in a certain amount of time I’m not motivated enough. And I haven’t found a way to trick my mind. The only thing that works for me is when I need to get up in the morning, I’ll have my roommate “threaten” me to wake me up. The mere thought of her coming into my room and pulling the blanket away helps me to get up. She never had to actually do it. Your answer gave me hope. And for a second I stopped doubting myself.