I’m getting too old to stay up so late writing. At least, when I want to try to get up the following morning and enjoy the sun and weather. And I failed miserably when I tried to get up early this morning.
The problem with writing late in the night is that even when you stop scribbling the thoughts down on paper or slopping them up on a keyboard, your brain keeps going. Good thing, too. During the restless tossing and turning I realized I forgot an elemental part of the chapter I was writing in Book of Blues Prequel.
The chapter was aptly titled, “And the Band Played on.”
“And the Band Played on,” is an extension of the scene which starts Book of Blues Sequel. I forgot a simple, unifying detail that will keep consistency within the books.
It’s always the details that matter.
I hope to write tonight. But dinner at “Cheeseburger in Paradise” along with a Florida Everblades hockey game, topping it off by watching the last bit of the Colts / Chargers game could take up the minutes in the evening. The focus of my stay in Ft. Myers, Margaritaville is to relax, recharge and spend time with oldold man Finn. And I’m running too low on go-juice to stay up again.