Things continue to move fast. We’re barreling towards something exciting and overwhelming and nerve wracking and wonderful. We’re not there yet on this particular project of which I won’t name—not yet—but we’re getting close. Wish us luck.
That’s taking most of my energy these days. But…I still had a productive little writing session tonight. It’s not a zero day.
I also played music tonight. That was wonderful.
I’m listening to music right now, and it’s so helpful. Music really fires my neurons late at night. Writing is easier. I wonder if it’s meant to be my most creative time. Like, this is when I should be writing the new words. Then editing, or planning in the morning. I don’t know. Outlining and planning might be more of a creative process even than the writing sometimes. But, no…it’s always the words themselves that are the most creative, the deepest part of the well, the time when I really have to LIVE the story in order for it to come out right. And that seems to be easier at night, with music.
Work was slow today, thank lord. Gave me time to be with Liz and take care of project stuff.
Wish us luck, and thank you. 🙂