Night-time writing

My best ideas often come at night. Right when I should be dozing off, ready for dream-land, I close my eyes…and finally see how my heroine is going to face her fears or I finally know where the climax of my book will be or I finally get what drives my villain.

I’ve tried ignoring them thinking I’ll remember them in the morning. Nope. The paths connecting the issue with the solution, so clear as I dozed off, were impossible to remember in the clarity of the morning. No amount of coffee could resuscitate my memory either.

I’ve ignored them thinking they weren’t that important or good…only to curse for days while my waking mind tried to recreate them. It took me weeks to finally remember.

As I write this I’m reminded of the story of Scheherazade and the muses who whispered stories for her to entertain the sultan but did so only at night. While I’m no Scheherazade, able to magically capture the attention of my audience until daylight, I certainly don’t want to snub my nose at inspiration. I do get ideas in the daytime–certainly I get them at the most inconvenient times, like while driving or while at a work meeting–but the best ones often occur to me at night.

I have no idea why enlightenment comes just as I’m about to lose consciousness. Maybe because the mind is relaxed and open to Karma? Who knows and really, who cares. It’s like the inside of my laptop, I have no idea how it works, I’m just glad it does.

Still, years and years of this happening and I never once thought to put a notebook by my bedside. Not once. I have one now thanks to my husband who, hearing me moaning about a lost idea, put one there. I remember I thanked him while secretly convinced I wasn’t going to need it…

Until that night.



Some of my favourite quotes

“Be the change you want to see in the world.” –Mahatma Ghandi


“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.”–Dr. Seuss

“Don’t grieve. Anything you seek comes round in another form.”–Rumi

“A room without books is like a body without a soul.”–Cicero


“Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.”–Oscar Wilde

“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”–Maya Angelou


“Don’t let the truth get in the way of a good story.” By Mark Twain. Something I tell my husband when he complains as I exaggerate or make him the unwilling protagonist in a story.

Positive inspiration

I thought I’d write about something really positive. It’s the blog: It never ceases to inspire me. Ankush keeps it up, posting day after day, often several times a day. From quotes to amazing pictures, this blog has them all.

Isn’t it nice to have that amount of positive energy? And in the web?






A muse of a problem

Confession: There are days when I haven’t actually written a single word.



Not a single one! I may have written a post on my blog or I’ve commented on Facebook but I’ve done no actual writing on my book.

I have a day job, a husband I can’t ignore and little minions who need my care (aka doggies). But those are excuses. The real reason I didn’t write is that I couldn’t get my writing mojo going. I couldn’t find my inspiration, or, if you like, my muse.

Usually, to find that elusive muse, I go somewhere with minimal distractions. A nice coffee shop, a quiet corner of the library, some place where the interruptions are few, there is no phone, no dogs and nothing else to do but to write. There, I find a spot, sit and write. In that quiet vacuum, my inner muse wakes up and things flow. I have found that having a good cup of coffee doesn’t hurt things either.

But there are times when writing is difficult even in the most encouraging places.

I seem to have no problem with my blogging-muse. Without fail, I find the time to write posts for my little blog–I do love my little blog and my few but lovely followers. But I should be writing my book.

When I do get bitten by the inspiration muse, the inspiration is so strong, I grab whatever paper is around and start writing. Unfortunately, those instances are few and they seem to occur at 1am. My muse doesn’t follow my schedule and she’s also not very concerned about sleep deprivation.

What do you do? How do you find inspiration? Or do you just write?