Inspiration

I am taking a breather in day number two of the two days between visitors. Visitors explain, perhaps, why I haven't written in a week (though it's not a proper excuse...I'm sure I could have made time if I'd tried harder.)

Since my last entry was about writer's block, I think I'll continue a little along the same vein. Later that same day, I had a tremendous inspiration for the story I'm going to spin during my month-long NaNoWriMo challenge. As I sat on the subway, scribbling madly into a little notebook pitiful, complaining lines like "I just want to write! If I was Grace's brain, what would I write?" and along came a story, sprung into life as quickly as that! I'm not allowed to start writing until Thursday, but the story is still there, waiting, adding details to itself. I'm tremendously pleased with the concept, not the least because it will be quite different from anything else I've written. I hope, at least, it will be a little lighter, a little more sprightly, a little less concerned with the mechanics and questions inherent in attempting Great Fiction. The thirty day, 50,000 challenge encourages speed and output rather than quality, and for a change I think this may be exactly what I need. A month of bubbling over, rather than a month of delicately choosing just the right word to complete a sentence that's been bugging me for weeks.

Not to say I don't believe in quality: I certainly, certainly do. I've just allowed myself to become so bogged down by it in the past that all writing ceases full-stop. There will be time for tinkering and perfecting, but for now I shall be content to open up a new document and spill out words.

I need that sense of accomplishment right now.