Ah, the writing high! When all writing seems glorious, eats up hours and hours of your day, when inspiration strikes… and strikes… and never runs out. Writers love those days when they can walk around in a daze and speak to no one except to exclaim about their own work.
Followed, of course, by the writing crash. When nothing works, and all writing seems dry and dull, and you have to force yourself to write two sentences.
If it weren’t for the writing highs, nothing much would get written. The only thing is, it can do weird things to you… Like keep you awake in de center ob de night mulling over what comes next. It is a pretty strong attraction that can get someone (such as myself) out of bed at four in the morning to write for two hours.
I say that with experience.

