It happened!

I wrote something!

You know that writer's block I was under? Well, it was mighty heavy. I sort of got in a fight with writing. Like, you know when you're with someone and one day you're like, why the hell am I trying to make this work? I don't even like this person. Well that's how I was starting to feel about writing, and we've been married since I could hold a pen so it was super-hard.

Last night, I got drunk and went to writing's apartment at 2 AM. Well, not really. "I'm trying to be metaphoric," as Vee says in Hush Hush.

Anyway, I didn't edit novel pages or write a new scene or anything productive. Instead, I wrote 2500 words of stuff no reader will ever see. I wrote out my most important characters' names, and I wrote the novel from their points of view. Not the whole ginormous novel, more like a synopsis. And it was fun! It was painless! I did not even stop to change Calibri to Times New Roman or switch off that infernal default formatting in Word 2007. Nope, I just typed my little heart out and smiled and I realized that it wasn't over for me.

"It still ain't over!" as Noah says in The Notebook.

And when I woke up this morning, I didn't feel dirty, so writing and me, I guess we're meant to be like Noah and Allie and peaches and cream.