I know that my alarm goes off at 5:30 every morning. I hit my snooze and am out of bed by 6:06 almost every morning (sometimes I take an extra 9 minutes). Unless I’m on vacation, this is my routine – boring, normal, typical, routine for the evilness morning is – so not a morning person.
Last night I saw 10:00 pm hit the clock on my computer. I said to myself – no more than an hour more. I have to get some sleep for work in the morning. The next time I look at the clock it is nearly 11:40. I haven’t gathered anything for work. I’ve not gotten my purse together, thought about what needs to be gotten organized for the morning. I’ve just been lost in my writing.
I know the alarm will have a death sentence in the morning because I’m not going to make it into bed before midnight. Yet I still look at the clock and where I am in the manuscript. The question on my mind – Do I dare delve back into writing? That’s crazy right? 6 am is early and mornings suck…
My creative flow on this story is fabulous. I can’t seem to type fast enough. When the words slow to a trickle, I have only to go take a nap and suddenly I’m filled up with words. That’s the other thing, when I sleep I dream of the story. When I drive I’m analyzing what I’ve written.
Today on the way home I kept turning over a scene I’d written last night. There was something about it that wasn’t right – I knew it when I wrote it. It wouldn’t let me be and suddenly as I’m driving down the highway cursing a putzy driver, the solution presents itself. I’m so focused on figuring out the details of reworking this one scene I can’t find my own house (yes I am a dork)… I turn on my road on auto pilot and suddenly I realize I don’ t know where my house is. Fortunately I didn’t drive passed it.
I come in the house and my daughter has made cookies and lasagne for supper. I tell her how great it smells and that I’ll be back because I have to fix this scene. When she calls out that supper is done, I am stunned that I’ve been sitting at my computer long enough for her to assemble and bake lasagne…
I’ve fixed the scene. It is so much better now, funnier and a better fit. I’ve written another scene and I’ve made some decisions on the next set of scenes. I’m excited about them and I can’t wait to write them.
So why am I writing in my blog? Well a friend told me she was going to call. I don’t want to get interrupted in the middle of a scene so I’m taking a break and waiting for her call. Oh yeah and let me not forget – I want to talk to her as we haven’t had a lot of time together lately…
Somehow I think it is going to be a very short night again….