Today was a bit of a strange day. I woke up feeling really good. Which was in huge contrast to how I was feeling yesterday. But, even with that, I couldn’t get myself to focus on my writing. Not at first.
There was a strange buzz in my head, almost a cloud of sorts (not the type that come with my migraines…which I’ll explain another time). It was similar to the feeling I got when I sat down and binge watched the first season of Lost. My mind was racing.
So I sat down with Stephen King’s “Finders Keepers” (which, by the way, I think should be “Finders, Keepers”) and made a few cups of tea.
When that didn’t work, I got an email from a good friend of mine who wanted to see if I was around for a chat. She, too, is a writer, and is always great to bounce ideas off of. Not just about writing, either. I may actually owe her some payment for her life coaching advice. But I digress.
We talked about writing. We talked about high school. We talked about relationships. Then she put her son to bed and I was ready to try writing again.
Things worked. I got another chapter done. A good chapter at that. I liked the pacing. I liked the character development. And I liked what it’s leading up to. Which was, again, very different from how I was feeling yesterday.
I guess that’s all it takes sometimes. A little support from the people around you. Something that can take you out of your head and place you in the world around you. Maybe it puts things into perspective. Maybe it provides a rest from the imaginary world I spend so much time in.
Whatever the case, thanks for the chat, Lisa.