post-apocalyptic winter thunder was exactly what I needed to pound through the first draft of this screenplay. Nothing is more frightening than that first draft, because you know the final product after a few hours of grinding work will be...terrible. That's right, simply painful to read over. A mishmash of conflicting themes, redundant sequences and wooden characters. It's going to happen.
Luckily, all you've invested is a few pages of paper. The next cost? Some red ink. Next? Some willing and honest peers to rip apart your work. I used to be VERY protective of my drafts, to the point where my clinical anxiety stopped me from even mentioning the idea that I had a finished draft in the first place. What if I am laughed at and called a hack? What if they throw me out of town? Then I would beat myself up for not having everything right on the first run. Why didn't it flow from me in seamless prose? I highly recommend the (always classic, borderline cliche) Ted talk on the subject, which helped me remove myself from the actual work and where it is created. Enjoy.