when you achieve a goal
reach a destination
or the day has come
AT LAST
Or when you sit down to write the next piece, a section that’s been growing in your head like a burst of spring on a time-elapsed film.
Reading, observing others, walking, thinking and watching television, scenes keep building. Small details are added to earlier chapters as the novel expands to fullness and nears its end. Epiphanies strike about cause and effect, action and reaction, directions and decisions, and revelations and choices.I didn’t know some of it. My inner writer has been waiting to spring it on me. His cleverness astonishes me once again.
Bring on the mocha. Time to write like crazy, at least one more time.
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