Lord, I have been DANGEROUS this week.

I’ve been doodling with a new wip, and things have been crazy. I really like this story, but it’s coming in bursts of inspiration (meaning bits and pieces).
For me, that means being totally distracted.
I’ve actually walked into a wall. Bumped the knee a few times. Torn strips off important documents at work because I just HAD to write something down. Dashed out of the shower, still soaped up. Only half listened to people’s conversations, and held very few of my own.

And trying to sleep has been RIDICULOUS. Yeah, I know, keep a pad by the bed, etc. But the thoughts, ideas, and snippets of dialogue come most clearly just as I’m about to drift off—so I still have to wake up, move around, disturb the sleep cycle. :-/

All I can say is that I hope this damn book will be worth it. ;-)