Inspiration really truly comes from the strangest places. It comes at some of the worst times, too.
I have not really written anything in almost a week. I’ve gotten just enough to get my weekly chapter done, but since that’s only about 2k, that means I’ve written roughly 300 words a day. Horrible. In fact, if I really am going to try to get to thirty thousand words by the twenty-eigth, then I need to write a little less than a thousand words a day. Today, I should be at a total of about 6,774 words, if I was caught up.
And guess where I was? Yes, just barely past 2,000. Why hadn’t I written? Lack of inspiration, lack of motivation, lots of procrastination… No plot hole or anything big, I just couldn’t seem to write.
Then I was wasting time away on NaNoWriMo (the roleplays, to be precise), and I get this idea… But, as it turns out, my iPad, which is what I write on when my brother is using the computer, had about 16% battery. Great. That won’t last very long, I need to charge the device. But, after four days, I finally got some inspiration!
Horrible, and ironic, yes? Well, if nothing else, it was annoying. I decided to write anyways, until it got to about 8%, when the red battery bar kept distracting me. I finally plugged the silly thing in and hoped my inspiration and muse could wait.
When it finally charge up—which was about 30-something percent, ’cause I’m impatient—I finished writing, and… guess where I am now? 4,551 words. Not quite caught up, but I think that roughly 2k in the same amount of hours is pretty nice. My muse is running out anyway. However, I’ve got some hints of ideas of what I might write tomorrow. Maybe I’ll get caught up after all!
Because I’m so superbly excited, I’m going to give a writing prompt again. Have someone important to the story disappear. As in, he/she is standing there one moment, then a few moments later… there’s no trace of him/her. Then figure out where he/she went!
Also, I’ve discovered that being ecstatically weird gets my muse moving, too. I got this idea from Liam’s post, weird is never an insult, actually.
Anyways, I’m going to see how much I can squeeze out of me before bed!