word craft


Sleepless in Denver

Here’s one of writing’s haz­ards. I had spent much of the day work­ing out a plot prob­lem on new book. At about 11 PM I thought I solved it. Great, I told myself, write it first thing in the morn­ing. Made a brief note, and went to sleep. Or tried to. Bin­go! Eyes opened at 3:30 AM full of that idea. Not much sleep. But prob­lem solved.

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