I couldn't sleep last night. Maybe it was the Diet Pepsi I drank at 8:00 p.m.. Maybe it was the nap I took from 9:00 p.m. to 12:30 p.m.All I know is that once I woke, fully clothed, lying on top of the blankets, I couldn't go back to sleep until almost 4:30 a.m. Sad thing is; I had to get up at 6:00 a.m. to get to work.
I tried going back to sleep, but it just wouldn't happen. So, I read and responded to some email. Read a few blogs about writing, a few more about ebook publishing, checked my sales on my Kindle short story, "Once Was Lost...," read a few more blogs, and now it was 1:30 a.m.
How did I kill the next three hours? I lay there letting story ideas race through my mind. Often times, that will help me drift to sleep (and occasionally give me something to dream about), but maybe because of the ideas I was going over, it kept me awake. I played around with the two stories that I told you about yesterday. Trying to weigh scenarios, characters, plots and outcomes. Trying to decide which to focus on first. That lasted until 2:30 a.m.
Finally, I gave up trying to force myself back to sleep, grabbed the computer and began writing. Now, I won't tell you which story I worked on- I still want your input on which story you think I should finish next. But, I've discovered that when you're tired, yet you can't sleep, there is no better time to let the mind wander and the fingers fly across the keyboard. Reading this morning what I wrote last night, I'll probably discard a bunch, but a few things worked as part of the story and maybe will make it better.
Now, excuse me while I lean my head against the window of the train and take a nap. Will somebody please wake me when we get to the Stadium station?