Well I have. Recently.
A huge blast of inspiration hit me today and I’ve been writing non-stop for the past 3 hours.
The family was calling my name for dinner a few times, but they had the courtesy to give me space after I didn’t respond at all. I guess the sound of me on the keyboard was enough of a sign for them.
I don’t know about any other writers, but I’m thankful that they let me be. If I had stopped for any reason, I would’ve lost what I was getting into. Sometimes you get the most fulfilling, fruitful writing when you’re in these trances and I was definitely in the zone tonight.
I’m still editing the sequel to Daylight Hours and I don’t want to get ahead of myself, but I think I just wrote the beginning first chapter of a project I’ve been working on since I was 13 years old. This is extremely exciting for me. I don’t know if it’s any good, but I don’t care about that right now. I’m just happy that I finally got it out on paper in the exact way I’ve been trying to for months now.
It’s been a long time since I’ve had one of these random writing spells that hasn’t involved Kris Grant, so it’s refreshing.
Now that I’ve gotten that out of the way, I’m going to go devour some dinner.
Sometimes being a writer’s tough on the stomach.