I love that writing carries you along sometimes and there's nothing like being on the crest of that wave, but I could really have done with more than four hours sleep before work this morning.
But I just couldn't resist, last night. I suddenly saw what should be in one of my missing sections at eleven, began reading through, found the gap and started writing. Before I knew it it was three-thirty. I thought I'd got past giddy fits of writing, that I'd grown as a writer and learned to think through my work at times I could actually write without impairing my day job. Rookie mistake!
I once wrote and edited right through the night to meet a deadline, but work/no sleep/work was a bit of a pain. I've not tried it since.
Maybe a splurge makes up for all the times when you can't write, which I seem to suffer a great deal of at the mo. Can't write, that is. It's easy to say 'I'm going to write from this time to that time', but in practice, when you're doing other jobs as well, it's hard to keep to a rigid timetable. Pehaps it's the mindset that writing's not really a job, so I'm not really a writer.
I wouldn't call it a mistake. Over-enthusiasm? An excess of inspiration? Can't argue with either of those. An besides, if you're so caught up with the story you can't put it down, how much better will that make your reader's experience?
Several times. It usually sends me straight to the coffee pot for most of the following day. My students get a very caffeinated trainer as a result. It's fun though.