I woke up with a scene in my head today. A really important scene, and I knew exactly how I wanted t

I woke up with a scene in my head today. A really important scene, and I knew exactly how I wanted to write it. I also woke up to a lot of adult bullshit that I really didn’t want to deal with. So I got up, took a shower, and found a coffee shop I’ve never been to near my house. I plonked down my Surface (which is working again, no thanks to Microsoft) put in my headphones and wrote. The scene came out just how I wanted to. It was emotional enough I had to stop myself from crying in public, and it was exactly 2084 words. And I decided those would be my last words for NaNoWriMo 2018. So I’ve validated my words, my truly ludicrous number of words, and now I’m a winner. This is probably the biggest creative endeavor I’ve ever produced, and it happened after one of the toughest times of my life. I’m tired. I’m tired of writing, and a little bit tired of my own story. I’m also not finished, which is intimidating as hell, because it means I have to go back and KEEP WORKING. But I went two years without writing or creating, and I feel like this month was a gift, a gift of two years of stifled creativity getting a chance to burst through the floodgates and spill out from my mind and my hands and it felt amazing.This is only the second year I’ve won. The first year there was no social media to yell about it on, it was just a quiet feeling of success. I never went back and wrote more of that story, and maybe I never will, but you can bet your ass I’m going to finish the monstrosity that is Run Home.So I won. I bought a shirt and wrote enough words to make into an actual honest to god novel of not insignificant size. And now I’m going to rest and then come back and write some more, and I think that’s definitely the real win. -- source link

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