I woke up at 3:10 this morning. I tossed, I turned, my brain churned. There was just no going back to sleep, especially once I started thinking about my novel. Yesterday wasn’t a great writing day. I wrote more words in my two blog posts than I did on my book. Mostly I revised and revised and revised. (Necessary but not work that moved me forward.)
So anyway, I dragged out of bed at about 3:30 and went downstairs to start the old coffeemaker dripping. I might have been tired, but the ideas kept churning. A few emails, some business items to clear up, and I was finally writing on MW.
I loved the scene I was working on. I loved the interaction between my characters. It just felt good, no matter how tired I was. I even wrote one of those paragraphs that a writer looks at and thinks, Wow! I nailed it. (Trust me. That doesn’t happen often.)
I kept at it until 3:00 p.m. Tried to take a nap, but never did fall asleep. But that’s okay. I exceeded my word and page goals for today. Sweet.
It would be great if writing was always like this, that as long as I applied my fanny to the chair and my fingers to the keyboard the words would flow. But it isn’t always like that. Some days there is more staring into space than anything else. I’m glad today was a “words flowing” day.
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That’s so awesome to hear! I’m not a published writer, but I do write. Ideas come at the most inopportune times for me, but when they come…they come!! I’ll be at work writing ideas into my waiter book. hehe SOmetimes while taking an order. 🙂 Shhh, that’s my little secret.