Writer brain, you are the worst. I dutifully went to bed at 9:45 so I could get up at 5:45 for the new writing routine. But wasn’t sleepy yet, so started plotting a short story a bit, and by 10:10, had it all plotted out and was afraid I would lose it, so dragged myself out of bed, into my robe, and over to my study to write it down.
I guess I cut myself some slack on tomorrow morning’s writing plan, or just do it a bit later, as eight hours sleep is a priority. Sigh.
(But hey, I have a new #Tremontaine short story all plotted out. I should probably consider that a win.)