I went to bed early last night, around 10:30, and woke up at five to let Suki out. Then I tossed and turned for a couple hours before falling back to sleep.
Since moving south, I’ve slept better. Remember when I used to wake up in the middle of the night and have to go online for a few hours? That rarely happens to me anymore. It’s great!
And my half-asleep muse is back. I woke slowly just after eight. The sun was well up. The heat was starting to come inside. And the next big part of the plot to my abandoned YA story was laid out in my head in full.
I saw the wrong turn I’d taken, the one that had forced me to put it aside, and I realized exactly where the story would go next. I leaped out of bed and into my shorts, and sat down at the laptop, where I quickly typed in Evernote while the images were still fresh in my mind.
I’m dusting off this book and finishing it before everything else. The mainstream story is not abandoned. It is only set aside, and I may keep adding to it now and again as I finish the YA book. I feel like a ping-pong ball lately, caroming between one WIP and the next, but maybe this is how I have to write at the moment in order to get past this rough patch in the road.
And my muse, that bitch, is still with me, and she pops up whenever I need a kick in the pants.
So… onward! I have writing to do. 🙂