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Writer Hangover


I wrote until one-thirty in the morning last night.  There’s something about those late, dark hours when everyone is asleep, the phone doesn’t ring and you can lie on the floor in a pair of sweats and just pour the story out.  (Okay, the floor thing didn’t last long.  36 year-old bodies don’t do floor well anymore.)

Things have been stressed in the Elliott household so the hubby went to bed around the same time as the kids.  I left the TV on for company but turned it to a movie I’ve seen a lot–that way I can look up and catch the good scenes.  This was a Harry Potter flick.  (Yeah, I’m a grown up who is just as enchanted with the Potter world as the kids. ) 

But… I didn’t look up.  I missed the water rescue scene.  Wrote right through it.  The best thing about all the crap I wrote while trying to force myself into the zone yesterday afternoon is that it freed me to slide almost effortlessly into that ‘real’ zone last night. 

Sometimes I call it the writer zone and sometimes… it’s the writer’s high.  This was a particularly good one.  I don’t even know my word count for the entire day yet, but it went past the 3000 goal.  There will be major cuts, but I don’t care.  The gems I uncovered were worth the hours of er, crap.  (You knew I had to use the word in reference to yesterday’s rant, didn’t you?)

The only downsides to waking up after that writer’s high?  A somewhat groggy morning and eyes like the dude’s above.


  1. February 22, 2007    

    Yea you!

    I didn’t write a word all day. 😉

  2. February 22, 2007    

    A toast, then, to gems in bags of marbles!

  3. February 22, 2007    

    Rachel, you are so far ahead it’s mind boggling. A day of rest and mind refreshing only makes the upcoming work better. You needed it. Plus, you got freaking gorgeous pics out of the deal.

    Thanks Scott. I think my temper tantrum helped yesterday.

  4. carol carol
    February 22, 2007    

    I actually finished a chapter yesterday and hit my 600 words a day mark (don’t laugh, Rachel, I know what your goal is and that you reach it too.) two days in a row. So I feel better than some days. Maybe the ‘ticking clock’ thing will keep me writing so Privy can see light some day.

  5. February 23, 2007    

    WTG! And I hear you on the floor thing. I also have problems with my back when I sit too long. I feel like I can’t win.

  6. February 23, 2007    

    The guy looks like a vampire, creepy. Eww! Your eyes look the same?

    I have probs. when I sit typing too long; my legs go to sleep. It sucks getting old.

  7. j hinkle j hinkle
    March 5, 2007    

    I read your piece in the 23 mandaltion. It was interesting to say the least. Of course being your Mother you are aware of my feelings and my thoughts on spirituality. I believe their is a collective energy that is made up of a core and all of the rest of us. It is what makes this life path as well as all else’s – be. We are here to experience life and by that I mean, “Owning the experience.” I was told once, ” If you look at a bowl of ice cream (one of my many weaknesses) you never really know the joy of the taste, but if you reach out by CHOICE and take a bite of the ice cream you KNOW the true taste of it by owning the experience. Life is like that. We are here to learn. Sometimes the learning is hard. A FOUR year old boy named Justus Walker once said to me, “Mrs. Hinkle, its a funny thing about death.” I ask him what about it. He said, “Its how you let it affect you.” I have taken that and transposed it into all of my life. Something only become unsurpassable if I let it affect me that way. It is my choice. I can look at life negatively or I can look at it through a positive choice. It is all up to me. I am the only thing that limits me. Our thoughts are the most powerful collective energy we possess. If we choose to we are limitless in what we can accomplish or become in our life. We have many Souls willing to aid us here and in other dimensions. I like you, love you and stand before all to proclaim I am very PROUD of who you are and who you are becoming. Do not fear growing in the physical world and in the spiritual realm. They both belong to you. Mom

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