5am fever

What's up, Ami?

As for me, I can't sleep

I'm typing this by 5:02 on Sunday morning.

After I woke up to pee and drink water, I went back to bed.

Closed my eyes but just couldn't sleep.

Then I started to think of sacrifice and what people sacrifice to get what they want.

Some content that the successful men and women put out there suggest that they sacrifice sleep.

And I lay there thinking, why would they do that? Is sleeping not important.

Minutes later, I wasn't asleep yet.

By then, the power had gone out. I just got up and switched on my phone. 

Usually, when I can't sleep, it's because my thoughts needed somewhere to be presented. 

AKA I have to write them down.

What happens is that after I've written down all that I'm thinking about, I got back to bed and fall asleep easily.

That's probably what will happen after I'm done typing this...

I just couldn't sleep moments ago

(Mind you, I won't post this till later in the day....when I turn on my data....can't do it now.....don't want to start 'scrolling')

Anyways, for now I'm just letting off the thoughts I have in my head.

Maybe I'll be able to sleep after typing.

I want to share something weird.

Before I started typing this, something else came to my mind that I had to write down.

Before I tell you, it's day 8 🙌

Okay, here it is

Something came to my mind and I just had to type it in Colornote or I would forget.

It was the continuation of a story I randomly started yesterday.

I wrote down (in my hardcover note) the idea of marketing fiction.

Sounds weird, right?

But as I wrote the idea and all about it,

"Carve your own niche" 

That was what I heard in my mind....

Or my mind said it to me....

Whatever, what I'm trying to say is that those exact words came to mind.

Then I said, (or I wrote)

"Marketing fiction, right? Write a short story,  right here...right now...just fill up this space.

(Those were not the exact words in my note but that was the idea)

Then I started a story about a guy who just bought a course that would make him a millionaire.

I wrote until the half page was exhausted.

And stopped.

What I find strange is that when I switched on my phone half an hour ago, (yep! it's been thirty minutes)

A continuation for the story came to mind!

And I had to write it down.

This brings to mind the lesson from a video I watched months back.

Well, what I picked from it.

The video started with the words, "SO YOU WANNA BE A WRITER"

One particular thing or phrase that stood out for me was this,

"If it doesn't come to you, don't do it".

If what doesn't come?

In my opinion (let me shorten it to IMO)...

IMO, If the inspiration or idea doesn't come, don't do it.

Right now, I feel like God is trying to tell me something.

Before I started typing, I searched for a verse in the bible...a phrase actually

And it showed me....

Now I understand what fiction is about!

So the verse went something like,

'God, who quickeneth the dead and calleth those things that be not as though they were.

IMO, that's what fiction is.

Something that is not, but is called to be by imagination.

It's 5:37 right now.

Let me wrap up...

When it comes to things like this, I get confused.

But this is getting clearer with each passing day.

I'm a writer and explorer.

I'll be back, Ami 👋

Happy Sunday, by the way. 

Looking forward to the new week.

PS: It's still French week tho...not ditching that idea...of la langue français.

PPS: You know what?

I'll post it now....I'll be in control and head back to bed right after.