I wrote yesterday. For many hours, many thousands of words. Okay, maybe only for like…3 or 4 hours, and maybe only like 4,000 words, but that’s still a lot.

No novel work. I’m not doing that right now. I’ve stepped away from that cast of characters so I’m not burned out on them when November gets here. Short stories. And I don’t know where the inspiration came from but it was…wow. 😀

I have different casts of characters who live in my head. They were almost all created for novels. But in my head, they all exist outside of the stories they were created for. For several of them I know what happened before the story, have a good idea of what happens after the story, all that kind of stuff.

And yesterday one of these groups just started talking to me. Someone asked “okay, so what happens after the happily ever after?”

It’s not the first time I’ve done that mentally, but I rarely write it down. I was curious as well so I let my characters out to play. I plot my novels (sort of), I don’t plot my short stories before I write them. I start with a vague notion and see where the characters take things.

And yesterday they were off the hook. I was stunned with the way two of them interracted. I learned things about one of my female characters I never would have guessed. But…it all makes sense now that she’s revealed this side of herself. Including her romantic relationships.

I always get a rush when stories or scenes flow easily and still read well afterwards. I feel like I can actually write. It’s not so great while I’m actually doing the writing, because I get in this zone, especially yesterday, where I’m feeling what my characters are and that impacts my real life mood. But once that’s done. Once I’ve resolved it on paper…

In the end, the story was both more vicious and sweeter than I meant it to be. I don’t know if anyone else who reads it will ever see that in it, but I hope so.

Anyway, I’m all over the place today. Short version of this rambling – it was an awesome writing day and I want more of them. I’d bottle it and sell it and make millions if I could.

Would you pay for magic ‘free the inspiration so I can write what I want’ tonic?