Sometimes, I wake up in the middle of the night with words and ideas running through my head. Sometimes, they’re just there, and other times they come in a dream. In both cases, they are so powerful that I have no choice but to write them down.
Writing can be a sort of magic. Something similar to what happens at night can happen in the day, while walking, sitting, or driving. But the words that come at night, in my sleep, those are often the best. I don’t pretend to understand how it works, or why. It just happens.
The words come. I wake. I write.
Writers write. That’s just what we do. One must take advantage of the moment, even if it comes in the middle of the night. – dse