Fits and Starts
Fits and starts. That’s how I write. I write when its ready, like a pot of coffee. I sit there and I try to conjure something, anything. A sentence, a paragraph, a page, a coherent thought, a rough idea of a direction.
Today I wrote. Today was a good day. Today I wrote with no plan of any sort, I just knew my characters, and a slight idea of where I wanted to take them. I wrote over 15 pages. I’m not trying to brag. I haven’t gotten that much out in a long while. All I did was wake early, did what I needed to do to clear the decks, I opened my notebook to a blank page and it came. Tomorrow I will try the same practice and see if I get the same result. Who knows?
All I know is today was a good day.
Reading, watching movies, following a few blogs, listening to music all the time. Trying to stir the cauldron of whatever is swirling and churning to see what will rise to the surface. Always digging.
P.S: the next day I got 19 pages. Then a four day dry spell, then six more pages. You never know.