Page after page I let the spell of the story and its world take me over, until the breath of dawn touched my window and my tired eyes slid over the last page. I lay in the bluish half-light with the book on my chest and listened to the murmur of the sleeping city. My eyes began to close, but I resisted. I did not want to lose the story’s spell or bid farewell to its characters yet.
Carlos Ruiz Zafón’s Shadow of the Wind p. 15
This is true about really great books that we read, but also in writing them. Which is good, actually, because if you don’t want to leave them, you keep writing. It keeps you motivated. Of course, it might mean you write forever and never finish as well…
NaNoWriMo day 8: 686 (Total: 11,288 )