The writing zone. I imagine it like one of those indoor trampoline parks (never been, my kids are adults) where it’s likely you get so much momentum going you JUST. CAN’T. STOP.
That’s what happened to me yesterday — and to a lesser extent day.
Hours pass. I’m stiff from sitting. The creative energy surges. Words bounce around in my brain and land on the page. Brand new words.
It’s hard to start a new novel. Especially, for me, because the last time I started one it was 2016. I lived in a different state. I had a different life. I wrote most of The Last Bathing Beauty in my current home, but I never created the origin of a novel here.
So far so good.
I’m also well aware this could change at any moment.
xo Amy
I love hearing about such moods! Right now I’m in a state where every three words take half an hour… but I guess that’s a necessary phase also.
Oh I have those too, Jayna! That’s why I so appreciate the opposite!
I’m going through that right now! I’ve moved twice in the last two years. Finally I’m settled but struggling to start my next book. Glad to hear it’s not just me!
I really had trouble when I moved — and I wrote about it (though I don’t remember where). I just didn’t know where to write. Nothing fit like my old house.
I got over it!