I don’t know about anyone else but there are times when my mind just doesn’t shut off…not even in sleep. Tonight was one of those.
Characters from a book I wrote kept waking me up and telling me I should’ve done this or that. Sheesh! Give me a break! I had enough sleepless nights when I wrote the darned thing. They wouldn’t leave me alone then either.
That I didn’t mind so much. If it were characters from my current work in progress keeping me awake tonight I would (probably)welcome the chance to listen and input the info they provide. Sometimes the scenes acting out in my mind are much better organized than my actual writing.
I confess…I’m a pantser. I get an idea in my mind, let it gel and take shape, form characters, conflicts, location, etc, then start writing. Sometimes, it’s so involved I have to jot things down to remember it all. Works for me!
I am not an organized person…at least, not anymore. My oldest son, Chris, once asked me, “What happened to ‘a place for everything and everything in its place’? I simply replied, “It doesn’t exist anymore.”
That was years ago and the same is true today. When I write I conveniently forget there is laundry to do or dishes that need done. Those things don’t go away. Unfortunately, they’re still there waiting when my muse gets stuck and I stand there with my hands in soapy water conjuring up my next scene. If people come to visit and don’t like my house during ‘writing cave time’ then I figure they can do one of three things, help clean-up, visit as is or leave. I simply am not bothered by it anymore.
Don’t get me wrong. I like a clean house as much as the next guy but life’s too short to kill myself with the mundane when I have stories to tell. Self, family, writing, cleaning. Those are my priorities and in that order. I find if I stay true to myself I have a better chance at a good night’s sleep.
On that happy note, I think I’ll crash for a couple more hours. With a little luck that pile of dirty dishes will disappear before I awake. Yeah, right!!!