Why is it that my most creative moments happen in the middle of the night? I lay down to sleep, and my mind starts spinning tales. Good stuff, too. So, I have to get up and write down what I am thinking, or type it up. But, when you live with someone else, that can be complicated.
I can't just flick on the light and write it up. I have to sneak down the hall and get it down on paper quietly. Or, try and remember it until I wake up the next day.
Why can't I be inspired during daylight hours like normal people? I've never been much of a morning person, but it is hard to be a productive member of society when at 3am, you are staring into a computer screen getting down that key turn of phrase that can change a story from garbage to great. Right now, I'll take whatever I can get, but just once I would like to be struck with genius during the afternoon talk shows. Or at the very least when it is more convenient to get it out of me.
Oh well, I better go see what is on YouTube. I mean, now that I'm up . . .