I love the sound of neurons in the morning when dialog and scenes start to roll.
4:00 a.m. seemed wayyy too early to wake up, but after feeding Morgan and getting her back down I realized I had probably an hour before Alex woke up and I should use it to write, even though going back to sleep was tempting. Sort of like water in the desert is tempting. I grumbled a lot to myself about how I should be sleeping, but pulled out the laptop and journaled. And then suddenly I knew what I was going to write next, one of the novella ideas I developed back in Jan. or Feb. It’s coming to life in my head and I want to play with it.
It’s a great feeling to have scenes burbling up to the surface and to feel excited and WANT to write them down. Not feeling like I have to produce or like I want to write but am too exhausted to do it, but feeling energized and enthused and eager to get on with it because it’ll be fun and writing it will make me happy.
I’ve been telling myself all throughout pregnancy that I would feel this way again, that I’d have to expect to need some time to recover but it would come back. And here it is, that feeling. Almost 5 weeks to the day since Morgan’s birth and it’s back. I feel like myself again.
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