Drafting habit.

Lately whenever I've been inspired to write something interrupts my thought process. Let it be a phone call, a text, my laptop shutting down or the traffic outside my window, some force of nature always finds a way to disrupt my focus. The moment I start to really delve into my piece, my attention is shot. And the original feeling I had when I first started writing is gone. The initial drive, the fire, the overall purpose and inspiration I had when I first began to write the piece almost becomes too unfamiliar to start again.

As a result I'm left with another draft instead of a published piece. The story of my life (as of late).

It just turned 3AM and for the past two hours I've been inspired to write three different pieces. All of which I've started, but have yet to finish. If I stand corrected, I now have about 14 drafts and counting (both on here & for 12ftDwende)... that I still hope to publish. *cringes*