Last night I failed to make nanowrimo a priority. I started writing around 10, or even 10:30, and at midnight, I still only had 700 words or so. I was then in and out of consciousness in my papasan chair until about 5am. This isn’t the first time this has happened!
Fortunately, I woke up this morning, groggy, but full of words, and I quickly brought that 700 to 1900 in less than a half hour!!! How I performed this feat while still blurry-eyed and half in the clutches of my sleep-deprivation, I do not know. But perhaps what I need is more of that. Less thinking, and more writing while sleepy, drunk, or otherwise out of my head. On this subject, I found this article quite topical this morning. (And absolutely fucking hilarious.) I’m raising my glass to Modern Drunkard Magazine.