Insomnia keeps me up, or wakes me up after an hour or two. I ask myself what I am looking for as I go voraciously reading wherever I can.
There is no capacity for actually doing something useful right now. Trust me.
Someone to talk to.
Someone whose blog has interesting things on it – that I haven’t read yet.
Readers on WordPress or Wattpad who have read my stories and leave a comment, especially one that says how well I write and how much they love my characters.
There ARE a few others, but fewer than 10% are even partially negative.
But there aren’t enough to keep me in nightly happiness.
Something to read that I absolutely have to read right now, or the world will come to and end.
Something that will coax me toward writing or work during the day, sleep at night.
A place to leave intelligent comments that hasn’t barred me.
I have no idea.
I’ll know it when I see it.