Breaking Out The Creative Juice

I have, disappointingly, been in quite the writing slump lately. I hate it. I had every intention of doing some novel revisions in October, promptly, so that I could do some major NaNoWriMo planning in the week before Halloween...

I have done none of the above...

I have intended to. I have opened up my draft, made a few typo corrections, and then left the document open with every intention of coming back to it when I finish the dishes, one more load of laundry, oh look the baby is crying again...

To be fair, I'm not going to complain that I have no time to write. It's purely a motivational thing. And when trying to do the mundane revision, you really can't go at it with a fuzzy head, otherwise you get the halfassed product of a few fixed typos and still pretty much crap writing.

Then last night, out of the blue, something magical happened.

Well, that was a spark that turned into a blaze in no time flat.

If you don't know where this is going by now, I recommend you watch this:

Not only am I a Starkid fan, but when I went to live in the Canadian Hogwarts hidden in Herstmonceux, England, a made friends with anyone who would breakout into AVPM songs with me. And I made some pretty great friends! And although we all live miles apart, and our lives have become much more muggle-like with bills, filing taxes, and trying to find purpose that pays, we still have an unbreakable bond, held together by Harry Potter parody fandom. And thus, from out of the blue, my castle friend reminded me about the magic...

Needless to say, this totally made my night, and it made me magical again. 

I opened up that word doc and took a wrecking ball to that first chapter, spiffed it up, and felt powerful.

The lesson learned? 

Friendship = Starkid = Redvines

And for those of you who are struggling to follow along: "What the hell can't they do!"