The words are back, the characters are active and the book is alive. Motivation is a fickle thing. For months I have been wanting to get back to the book but life had a way of coming first.
Suddenly I find myself overwhelmed by the personalities who are craving attention. These poor characters have been so neglected that they are doing everything they can to be heard. The voice recorder on my phone is never far away since these voices seem to have no sense of time. They pay no attention to the blackness of the night sky and chatter incessantly in my ears. After not writing a single word about them over the last couple of months, I have recorded almost 5000 words in two days because they do not want to be silent anymore.
I’m happy for their intrusion. I welcome their chatter. And I am willing to lose sleep to hear their stories. Fingers crossed, over the next few months I can keep up this pace and have a book at the end of this. Keep pointing fellas….it seems to be working.