The last 3 years I’ve been writing, non-stop, tapping away at my computer. The last 3 years I’d been focused on writing Oracle’s Legacy, skipping sleep, forgetting time. 3 years of sleepless nights, by choice. And now the writing has stilled for a moment…
3 years of sleeplessness has crashed down on me. Tired is all I feel. Tired drags my limps and hangs my head. Sleep visits me so easy and yet some nights, not at all, because I still have the pattern of writing in my veins.
My body naps at odd hours. But when night comes, it wants to write.
Until I begin to dig deeper into my current story, I should sleep more and catch up on forgotten dreams.