Typos, mis-spells and grammaticals suddenly appear on every page. But there's nothing I can do about it because the script has already gone out. By page 4, I stop reading. In the morning, the exhilaration of completion turns into gnawing despondency. I have a throbbing headache, which feels like a Phillips-head screwdriver is stuck in my eyeballs.
General malaise sets in.
I pad around in my pajamas, going from room to room forgetting what I came in for. The dog poops in the living room. It's probably better than my script. For the next few days I'm irritable and stupid. Every once in a while you open to a scene that you may have written a couple of months ago.