Inspiration

Inspiration...or freeing the ghosts.

I blazed through two chapters of my WIP. Revised them quickly. I love these "new" sections because they are still authentic. Original. Me.

I revised them when everything was illuminated, when my novel's world turned to night.

This makes a lot of sense...

Now the question is: how do I hold this feeling? How can I stay happy in the heavy arms of the world?