Bad Mood =....Productivity?

Whod've thought, right? Especially since, earlier today, the thing that upset me made it so I couldn't write. The mind is funny that way. I guess I should fill you in before I continue.

Earlier I was extremely wound up by an unpleasant encounter with someone who used to have my respect who has long since ceased to treat me with any level of consideration. Obviously, this left me with bruised feelings, and after an upsetting comment from this person, all ambitions of adding to the more lighthearted of my two current novels-in-progress this afternoon totally vanished. I couldn't focus, and in that mood, I really couldn't do right by my poor characters. So I got out of the house for a bit, sort of cheered up, and came home to watch Bones, the best television show in the universe.

Flash forward to a few hours later. My temper's jumping around again as I consider whether or not to send this person a letter in the hopes of making my feelings known and getting the last word. In an effort to calm myself after I've essentially decided, with the help of a friend, that the letter won't really get me anything and that it would be best to just let it all go, I start playing music. I click through a few songs when, bingo! I start playing "Won't Go Home Without You" by Maroon Five, which happens to be on my playlist for novel number 2. Suddenly, all the energy trapped to my system can be put to good use, because I feel like writing.

Naturally, I raced to my document and threw it open, retrieving my powerpoint outline and finding my place. I started typing like a madwoman, replaying "Won't Go Home" every time it stops. This pattern is still going.

There really wasn't much point to this entry, I guess, except to tell you all of my success--I've been terribly remiss in my noveling as of late and have frequently lacked the motivation to dive back into my story. I'm glad to have written a few paragraphs that for once came with relative ease and to have the promise of a few more--I'm determined to get at least this one scene from my outline done before I trot off to bed.

So, the moral of the story is: when stuck, play one song over and over again, and do not stop until the work has reached completion.

Okay, and something in there about channeling negative energy into positive production. Something healthy and mature like that.

Now it's back to work for me. Night all. Remember: no matter what else, keep writing!

EDIT: Wrote 703 words. Not that much, in the grand scheme of things, but it's more than I've been doing lately, and at least that scene is done. I'll do some more planning and hopefully get another one or two written tomorrow.