On countless evenings, I find I cannot sleep. My brain refused to stop. My thoughts race, obsessively testing ideas, possibilities, and contemplating the question ‘what if?’ I have long since learned my lesson, and I have learned there will be no rest. I relinquish my control, leave my bed, and write. Other nights I am jolted from my dreams by some cosmic alarm clock. I clutch a brilliant idea like a lightsaber slashing through the dark. Once again, I stumble to my desk, power on the laptop to transcribe the dream. The stories refuse to be pushed aside.
Telling tales is in my blood, and I schedule writing sessions every day, but I give myself a break from my routine on the days when my brain did not register it was quitting time.
Do you write at unusual times?
Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer