At 1:30 last night, I had an idea for a story. Not Silencer/Crusader-related.
By 3:00, I'd filled two pages of looseleaf, single-spaced, both sides. I went to bed.
Today at work, my head was anywhere other than on the customers. Or rather, it was at a very specific place, instead of focused on the customers. It was writing the stroy. My hands were usually busy with it, too.
I got home tonight and transcribed, editing as I went, for an hour and a half, all the while chatting with others. I checked when I was done.
I had drafted and begun revising over 4500 words in less than 24 hours.
Why can't I be like that more often, dammit?!
By 3:00, I'd filled two pages of looseleaf, single-spaced, both sides. I went to bed.
Today at work, my head was anywhere other than on the customers. Or rather, it was at a very specific place, instead of focused on the customers. It was writing the stroy. My hands were usually busy with it, too.
I got home tonight and transcribed, editing as I went, for an hour and a half, all the while chatting with others. I checked when I was done.
I had drafted and begun revising over 4500 words in less than 24 hours.
Why can't I be like that more often, dammit?!