Inspired Burst Of Energy

Isn’t it one of the weirdest feelings when you get randomly inspired at an inopportune time? Like a huge burst of energy, you have this sudden urgency to get moving. That’s what I felt the other night, just as I was about to fall asleep.

Let me just say that it was the most inopportune moment for me. It’s rare when I get to fall asleep at a normal time—if you consider eleven thirty a normal time, I don’t know—and just as I was about to, for once, it was ruined. Just like that.

Just as I was about to close my eyes, I felt that ping, and my eyes scanned one side of my room for a notebook—any notebook. Against my initial wishes to fall back asleep, I stood up, and scurried around my room for the stuff to get me going.

I always keep at least one pen in my purse, so that was the easier of the two things to find. I usually keep a notebook somewhere in my room, but I don’t have a specific place for it, so it took me a couple minutes to find one.

When I finally did, I started writing at lightning speed.

Question: have you ever watched a writer get inspired? I sure as hell haven’t, but I imagined it looked something like what I looked like last night: a mess. My handwriting was so sloppy, because I had to get out as much as I possibly could as quickly as I could, because I didn’t want to lose one piece of the information that flooded my brain.

My hand flew across the page, down the page, and onto the next three pages, until I finally felt like I got everything out. I couldn’t stop, no matter how much my wrist and fingers hurt, because I didn’t want to. My hand was screaming for me to stop, but I forced it to keep going.

Let me tell you: it felt really good to be inspired for the first time in a long time. I haven’t made my hand cramp up so much since high school.

The pain was worth the outcome, because now I have almost a complete outline for a story. If I can get the slightest bit of luck, maybe this will be the one I actually get to finish. That’d be nice.

I hope so.

Prompt: Write about anything recently happening in your mind. Remember, a creative mind is a working one!

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A twenty-two year old who lives through words and her Netflix account. She makes herself laugh more than others, and she claims that she is okay with that.

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