That Moment of Clarity

Today was one of those days, heavy rain and hail storms. I sat in my local coffee shop, eating my amazing lunch of lamb shanks with french beans and mash potato. I sat thinking initially as I was going to write in my journal, but then decided it was time. Time to start my novel properly.

Pen and paper ready to go, then the thoughts started, it was like a tap was turned on, and off the pen went.  The words just kept flowing page after page after page. It was so amazing, that I could sit and just let it all flow, it was meant to happen.

This past week has been a bit rough emotionally and it was great to sit and make the decision to start. I had written in my journal just yesterday that it was time to start, and that I did. Four hours went by so very quickly, I had finished and was due to go back to work, I had this amazing feeling of tiredness, but not being tired from stress or frustration like I have been, but that feeling of just being tired because I was busy, but I wasn't having to force the thoughts, they were just flowing through me. It was a strange kind of tired. I was happy and excited at the same time.

I had been in a mood for the past few days and to go back into work and feel like nothing was wrong and that all was good in the world, was so awesome, a feeling I want to hold on to so tightly and keep forever. I saw that writing for me is my way of escaping my stresses, to be allowed to become my characters, even if it is just for a few hours a day.

Have an amazing weekend

DoryBlu