On one hand, it might not be the most logical decision to invite a houseful of guests over to play games and watch movies late into the night on the first of thirty days in which one is trying to write a book. On the other hand, logic is often overrated. Dan and I agreed going into this that we could sacrifice the housekeeping for a month but not our close friendships, and I’m glad I’m still irresponsible enough to settle Catan some nights when I should be sleeping.
Of course, two coffees, an energy drink, and a French press full of green tea infused with freshly picked mint only got me 500 new words today that may or may not be intelligible. I’ll have to re-read them tomorrow… after I sleep at least fourteen consecutive hours, padlock the game cabinet, and mail the key to Santa Claus.
It was the first night… things went exceedingly well… why not? You might even glean some dialogue or something, right? I don’t know. I think it is great that you are so ambitious. Entertaining and writing a book? Perfect.
Thinking of it as some free dialogue inspiration is a good idea. I’m sure I’ll be able to see if from that perspective… once I recover.