Weird things brains. I’ve been complaining today that because I’m busy doing something else my characters have decided that now is the time to perk up and start performing. By the time I get home from the day job they will have shut up again, bless ’em.
But then I picked up a pen and wrote 400 words in my lunchtime so I’m wondering if it’s the physical process of typing that my mind is objecting to. Either way 400 words between answering phone calls is a respectable number, even if they are no earthly use to me because i was on a sugar rush – mmmm Mars Bar – and let my sense of humour run away with me.
I can draw too. I think it’s definitely typing that’s the problem.