Magical Time of Day

Before the sun rises, the world is still and quiet. It is a magical time of day when anything seems possible, and the mind is open and clear, ready to receive the stories waiting to be written. This is my favorite time when the world is mine alone, and I can escape into the realms of my imagination.

In the quiet of my beach house, I sit with my laptop, my fingers tapping against the keyboard as I pour my thoughts onto the page. Outside the window, the sky is a washed-out grey, overcast by the coastal fog. But inside, I am lost in my own little world, where the only light in the room reflects from the screen of my laptop, and the only sounds are the steady clicking of my keyboard.

I can feel the words pulsing through me, begging to be put on paper. The air is charged with creative energy and I soak it in, allowing it to fuel my passion for storytelling.

I lean back, closing my eyes and letting my thoughts wander. Scenes and characters come to life in my mind, each one eager to have their story told. I open my eyes and write effortlessly across the page, guided by an unseen force from within.

When the sun begins to peak over the horizon, casting a pale glow through the window, I hardly notice, lost in the world I am…