On Saturday I snagged a bargain at Ashbourne Oxfam Book - Once Upon a Time by Marina Warner. It looked new and never even read.
I read it on Sunday and felt inspired to write, which I haven't for a while.
But then I'm trying to write in work hours and not at the weekend. So I decided to leave it until today to see if I was still inspired. A gamble, you might think.
Well, I piddled about, doing this and doing that for most of the sunny morning. Then I made some notes from Once Upon a Time, starting getting inspired again. Ending my reading at this point:
Possibly the genesis of folk horror, I thought. Stopped to tell facebook (nobody cared). Then I looked outside at the sunny garden and went out ...
Then I did some nature journaling:
Then had lunch, then sat down at the computer, and .. wrote! I was still inspired. The words kept rolling under my fingers until I saw, with surprise, it was time for yoga. Just time to run down town for my class.
Tomorrow, I am hoping that I will go back and carry on where I was, with Mrs Aimson investigating the Button Gypsies.
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