The day started well for me. I woke up and got out of bed straight away with some real weird dreams, and weird images in my head. I had woken up inspired and I felt good. I immediately wrote the ideas down in one of my many notebooks (I have an obsession, it’s kind of sad) and I was left with a new twist to my fantasy novel, Fighting for Peace and two brand new story ideas, or they could be weaved into current ones, I’m not quite sure yet.
This is very rare for me. I’ve suffered from bouts of insomnia for a while now, and dreaming has come rarely to me and I usually forget them. It was getting up straight away, writing these ideas down, and more specifically, the strong images associated with them that inspired me. I spent the morning in a kind of inspired dream state, listening to Silverchair’s Diorama and some artsy rock tunes by A Perfect Circle. I haven’t as yet, written anything though. The plan now is to, after I publish this blog post, to relinquish the computer to my sister and get words down in one of my notebooks. No distractions and just pure writing. Now, if my sister’s would be nice, quiet and not fight whilst I do this that would be a bonus. Of course, this is just wishful thinking
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