Back into the writing groove (on gay soldiers)

First time in weeks I woke up dreaming copy.* It wasn't even directly for this book, but close, so I grabbed my phone and recorded it. And then more, for the gay soldiers book directly, followed.

Then at the gym tonight, first time in a long time, more copy came to me effortlessly. I had taken printouts a couple times last month, and worked on it, but it was a bit of a struggle. This time, I didn't plan anything, but a scene I had finished this afternoon--so I thought--opened up again, and spilled out more vividly and more succinct. And another bit from this morning elongated, but I think it's better this way.

I ran upstairs to the desk to borrow a pen and paper and got it all down. Here is just a bit (it went on for several sheets):

Maybe this New Years thing has some magic after all.

So nice to be back in the groove again. Everything feels better. Everything feels ahhhhhhhhhh.

* That was all yesterday, actually. I had a bit of a blog glitch and had to repost this.