Lately I’ve been finding it difficult to distribute my time-it never, ever, feels like there is enough of it. Between the time I spend stuck in bed, sick, and the time I spend working on other things, it’s hard to make sure I give enough time for writing creatively some days, and I hate that.

Today I was trying to write an article when I had to pull out another sheet and let my brain get down a story idea I was having. It’s all about lightbulbs…ok, it’s only sort of about lightbulbs. Most importantly, it’s fun.

I have this story I’ve been writing for months, two of the main characters are named Sam and Nick. I have a “Sam and Nick” playlist on my computer that I listen to and let my mind wander off to different places where my characters are living and breathing.

I’m trying to keep a normal sleep schedule, where I sleep at night and get up early in the morning, but I think H.P Lovecraft put best why it is I have difficulty with this…

At night, when the objective world has slunk back into its cavern and left dreamers to their own, there come inspirations and capabilities impossible at any less magical and quiet hour. No one knows whether or not he is a writer unless he has tried writing at night.
H. P. Lovecraft

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