I didn’t get into the Nesquik again. This time I got into the OvalkWIKI, my new, hyperlinked encyclopedia of plotting, character development, and all things Schlockiverse.
I wrote for something like six hours straight, starting at 8:30pm. It was Oh-Dark-45 (nudging 3am) before I got into bed and slept. Fitfully. Dreaming of plots and characters and the rest of it.
If Writer’s Block is like constipation, what I’ve got right now this morning is Writer’s Hangover.
It feels good. I wish I could do this more often.