I woke up at 4 a.m. this morning and couldn't go back to sleep. My friends on Facebook were still snoozing, so I decided to work on the WIP.
It was a strange thing. I used to write in the middle of the night, sometimes up until 4 or 5 a.m. I've forgotten how peaceful and quiet it is at night, and how words would just flow. I'm definitely a night person, but my situations don't allow me to sleep all day and work all night. However, I really enjoyed it this early morning. I wrote about 800 words.
It's a beautiful day. I'm rather sad that school has started and summer is coming to an end. Granted, Fall is my favorite season (I was born in autumn, after all), and the weather won't turn nasty until November anyway. Still, the thought of another winter can be crippling. With decreasing sunshine and temperature, it would be more and more difficult to find the motivation to write. On the other hand, there will be fewer distractions such as taking a walk or going for a swim.
I do love seasonal changes. Love, love, love. Believe it or not, I actually like winter. I love snow (and I love to ski). I like the desolation. I like the crooked nakedness of the trees. I even like bundling up and watching my breaths disappearing in the crisp air. There's something magical and romantic about winter. And of course, the holiday season is double or triple magical, if we can live through the bombardment of commercialism and Christmas songs.
OK, probably shouldn't go there. No need to get a Christmas song stuck in my... oh well, too late.
800 words today, 7000 words total
350 days and 178500 words to go