I've had a cold for a few days that seems to want to wander - first it's in my nose, then my throat, then my chest, back to the nose. Hopefully it will eventually get bored and move out. Sleep is erratic, and my day has a few naps added into it, but In spite of this, I have been doing OK, following my passion. That's what writing is for me, a passion, composing stories plus all the related writery things I add on.
I like the initial challenge of what to write, sometimes with the suggestion and constraint of a prompt from some web site. Sometimes there's a flash of inspiration right away, sometimes the story sits for a few days in a corner of my mind, either way there's the rush of the idea for a slant to the story, maybe a unique character, a twist for the ending. Have to have a twist. Then the excitement of filling in the blanks, crafting an intro, some development and conflict, good dialogue, a careful wrap up at the end, some overall tweaking. Finally, there's the excitement of knowing you nailed it - that it's a good story. After that - feedback from others on your work is icing on the cake.
So - the past few days?