I can remember a time when sleep didn't matter, only the words flowing across the screen as I stayed engaged in writing blogs and story ideas until the early hours of the morning and still had enough energy to to enjoy activities with my child all throughout the day with only a catnap to entertain me. But now, I cannot find the energy to stay up all hours of the night to write nor even just two. I struggle to stay awake to write longer than an hour after I begin or tire out after an hour the next morning. My mind swirls with ideas and yet I barely get them onto the paper (or rather my laptop) before they start to fade.
What happened to that fire that never burned out? How did I become one who preferred sleep to writing. That's not the Lyana Jo I've known nor am I ready for the new Lyana Jo to take over and slow down the writing career. There are many great story ideas written and spoken on my digital recorder that need to be shared with the world. So many that even I get tickled as I listen to an idea that ignited a spark in me from the vivid visions I once saw clearly just a few years ago.
Just the other day, while driving back from the video store to rent a movie to watch with my son, I had an idea so vivid pop into my head as I stopped at the red light. One that triggered a new excitement that I thought died when the cowboy had proposed to me or even the year prior to the engagement. The battle to stay awake long after an hour still lingers and I will not give up the fight to focus more time into what I love to do most. That is a promise I plan to keep.