Yesterday, for the first time in a week, I worked on my novel. I have written blogs, done a few short crits but it was the first time I’ve really been able to write. I loved it. I was uncertain at first feeling distanced from my characters. But there they were waiting for me and was able to sink right into their lives. It didn’t stop when I stopped writing either. As I was trying to drift off to sleep I was still having ideas for how to intensify the conflict or emphasize an emotion. No wonder I haven’t been feeling right lately. I NEED writing. The good news is only two and a half more weeks until life goes back to normal (whatever that is).
Does anyone else get a little twitchy and feisty if they don't write?