Sprinting is good for the writer’s soul.
A day when you push, push, push yourself to pour out all the quality story your imagination and your skill can deliver can be an exhausting prospect, I know. But when you survive it –yes, when— you will be rewarded with the writer’s version of a runner’s high.
Painful but glorious!
Post-note: My sprint yesterday netted Twisted Intent 2,600 words! My mind’s aching but my soul’s smiling.