The Early Bird Does Not Always Catch the Worm

At any given time there is a story, back story, and a shit ton of one liners floating around somewhere in my brain. I write them all down in hopes of organizing it but sometimes that just makes me more confused. Linking one odd idea to another is not always as easy as I would hope. You would think that if its in the same story I would know how to goes together. Alas, even my mind is not that maddened. Writing a story is like trying to take a crazy persons babble and forming coherent arguments out of it, its just not done. Yet, somehow it is and once you get into the flow of things all of it seems to fall so perfectly into place. Almost as if to say 'My god its so simple, how did I not see that before?' I dont do mornings. I hate waking up early, even if I do feel so accomplished by midday. When I force myself to wake up early and go to bed early I feel as though my writing suffers. My creativity is stifled by a schedule. I dont get paid for this, not really. I'm not on deadlines or under any contracts so in all honesty I can let my creativity rule me. Unlike professional writers who are led around by their publishers and forced into time contraints, I am under no pressure to complete my work, except for the characters rattling around in my brain telling me to do so. They come alive at night, with soft melodic music, usually sung my Maynard or Trent, and everything just happens.

...and you could have it all, my empire of dirt...