Fantastic day

Before you ask, no, I am not paying homage to Nick Kershaw, rather I am being descriptive about the contents of today. It being a Friday is naturally a fine start to any day, but it turned into something more special. For whatever reason, and somewhat annoyingly the reason is unbenownst to me, I have been gripped with writing inspiration today. I hammered out 500 words in 20 minutes over breakfast this morning and realised that perhaps I should try to work more in the mornings before I head off to, well, work. It does seem to be a fine time to seize upon inspiration though. Yet it did not finish there. Toward the conclusion of the afternoon I was instructed that we needed some narrative material on an aspect of the work for a magazine. With not an ounce of lethargy in sight I began and although it was not needed to be finished until early next week I was all done. Although I didn't have chance to proof read it, I'm pretty sure it was good. The words flowed out of me, and and it's this natural expression that I need to be able to tap into more often. I suspect the fact that it was a quiet day at the end of a relatively quiet week has helped to keep the mind clear. Let it continue, as this sense of inspiration and the urge to write reams on topics that are clear in my head is truly magnificent.