INT. COFFEE SHOP - DAY
So you're there. Sitting on a chair by yourself. With your MacBook Pro on the table in front of you. Final Draft opened on the screen. A blank page.
A glance around the room. Several PEOPLE are there. Munching donuts. Drinking espressos. Some chatting about their life. Or petty things. Noisy.
A sigh. You look down on the screen --
and begin typing:
EXT. DESERT - DAY
A hot, dry and arid landscape. The sun, a burning furnace.
A jeep races across the sand.
Suddenly you hear a voice:
FEMALE VOICE (o.s.)
Hey. Are you leaving?
You turn and there is a beautiful YOUNG WOMAN talking to her FRIEND. Hot. Sexy. She wears a tight v-neck shirt with her cleavage exposed. A tight dress with curves round her hips. Heels. Her legs are long. Her lips glossy red.
Her friend, another girl, leaves. She comes and sits on the table in front of you. She gives a glance around the room. Eyes crystal clear and notices you staring. She smiles.
You realize she knows you checked her out and quickly shift back to your computer. Pretending to be writing.
But then, she's sexy. Too sexy perhaps. Your blood pressure rises. You heart begins to pulse faster and faster. You can't concentrate.
Then your brains conjures up a FANTASY:
INT. COFFEE SHOP - DAY
No one else in the room now. You and her. Just the two of you.
You go up to her. Offer a hand and she obliges. You pull her up and kiss.
Lips to lips. Mmm. Mmm. Mm-hmm.
She pull your shirt off. You spin her around and bend her over.
All of this is in your mind: You just wanna fuck her brains out!
Suddenly, your other side says, "No! Get back to work. You PERVERT."
DISTRACTION (the title)
No work done. Two hour wasted.
Of course this is just from a straight man's experience. I'm sure others have different DISTRACTIONS.