Writing Magic

I just got through with my nightly writing. This was the best writing session I've had in a long time. The words flowed like magic, like someone was whispering them into my ear. This is why I write, for moments like tonight where everything seems to work and I know that I've tapped into something and I've discovered something about myself that I didn't realize was there.

My goal for the new year has been writing 1000 words a day. I've hit more or less that every time I've written--although I haven't written everyday. Last night I wrote 967 words, which is close enough for me. I could have tried for the extra words, but I would have wound up stoppin the middle of a scene, and I already had the perfect stopping point. Tonight, though...tonight was something else. I wrote 1753 words tonight. That's way past my goal, and I couldn't be happier.

I also got some great stuff tonight. Some stuff came up in Detective Sheen's life, and I know more about it than he does (and the reader at this point) and the problems he's going to have because of it just makes me giddy inside.

Here's hoping I can have more nights like tonight.