I feel my page count tonight is a cheat, because I don't think I'll use the scene I wrote for another 20 pages or so. I've had to tuck it into my scratch-pad because it just didn't fit where it was. It's too early in the script for the bad guys to fuck things up.
When I finish Stephen King's book On Writing, I think I'll review it here. I'm really enjoying it. I'll review other books I read about writing, too. Lord knows I come into contact with enough of them.
(For those who don't know, I teach writing and I get scads of free books about writing.)
Oh well. Pages, even if they don't fit, are pages.