I usually get up at 4am, meditate, and then write. Lately I’ve been blogging first and then writing (I classify writing as working on one of my books…).
But this morning I am gripped by the plight of one of my characters. I must get their story down onto the page. I have ample tea, the weather is cool and rainy and unsuitable for anything much outside. I have my index cards all sorted and the scenes unfolding in front of me.
And I have this compulsion to keep writing.
So, I will blog a proper blog when this chapter gets done. Or maybe I’ll keep writing. It’s such a good day for it. And I’m itching to find out what happens next…