In that last few days, I've had to face the fact that I will not get a good night's rest until I've finished writing my book. I go to bed, but then I lay there for an hour or so writing conversations in my head or planning twists, turns and revelations. I have a pad of paper on my nightstand where I jot down ideas as they come. But, lately I haven't used it, because the thoughts are just too long. I am going with the hope that I will remember enough in the morning.
So, given the above trend, a few nights I have just decided to give into the urge and stay up late writing. The house is quiet and I am alone, undisturbed. It's a great time to write.
But either way this book is keeping me up nights. My own book seems to have conspired against me - haunting me until it is finished, disturbing my sleep and taking over my life. And it's not even a horror story!
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