Sometimes the muse will not be dissuaded. On and off for 11 hours today, I was in front of my laptop writing the words that needed to be written down. Even when I tried to stop, I found I have another 1300 words in me. Then another.
Scene after scene were so clear. And they were a joy to transcribe from my brain. I created what I was reading as I typed. And it was good! There was minimal struggle, which was at odds with yesterday.
Days like today may not come often, but when they do, they must be respected.