Sleep is for the weak, right?
I know I will regret this later, but hear me out. I'm in a flow, okay? Last night I have been going through all sorts of old writing stuff from ~2018-2021 for my beloved but long time hibernating Spiegelbilder fic (the once stared as a Criminal Minds fic and by now has at least a honorable main character in it but not so much to do with the series anylonger long time comfort writing project of hundreds of thousands words). And there were quite a handful of usable things in there, among a nearly finished 6.5k backstory fic. Which I have been dealing with all day today, rewriting it.
It's 11pm now, 8/12 pages rewritten, 4 pages left, and I probably should be going to bed - but I could also get up, grab a chocolate bar, and write those missing 4 pages, right?
I'm weak. I should sleep. But I did have enough coffee today and am excited enough about the writing that I might screw it and just write.
