A rare morning alone led me to one of my favorite writing spots. I prefer to write where there is a healthy blend of quiet and noise. Too much quiet, and my mind wanders. Too much noise, and I get distracted. The perfect blend, and I can write for hours.
A wind of inspiration blew over me today, so I started a new story. Whether this was merely a creative writing exercise or whether it turns into a full length book is yet to be determined. It just felt good to put fingers to keys again. It felt good to chase a muse.
And when it was all said and done, I captured 2,600 words, and I had fun doing it. It was like gulping in a deep breath after a really long race. 🤗
Have you ever felt like that? Isn’t it the best feeling?! ♥️