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Sometimes it's not about what you choose, but about what chooses you.
Woke up around 4am with the perfect first two paragraphs of a New Thing. Had to get up and turn on the light and write them down, because no matter how much I promise to remember I never do. Luckily I keep paper and pen on the nightstand. Guess this is one of those "Yes, You're A Writer!" moments...
(and for the record, I've also woken up and gone to add stuff to paintings and/or drawings)
Anyhow, this might properly be called Novel The Third, though it's still in the oocyte stage. It may or may not pre-empt Novel the Second. Or I may just work on them both at the same time. I dunno!
Woke up around 4am with the perfect first two paragraphs of a New Thing. Had to get up and turn on the light and write them down, because no matter how much I promise to remember I never do. Luckily I keep paper and pen on the nightstand. Guess this is one of those "Yes, You're A Writer!" moments...
(and for the record, I've also woken up and gone to add stuff to paintings and/or drawings)
Anyhow, this might properly be called Novel The Third, though it's still in the oocyte stage. It may or may not pre-empt Novel the Second. Or I may just work on them both at the same time. I dunno!