An epiphany
You know.
I don't write in the early mornings.
I work.
No. Really.
I do about 1000983497 tiny tasks that need doing.
I don't get the solo writing bone warmed up until 9 to 10 at night and, if I can get some peace and quiet about that time? I can let it go. Whereas the morning peace and quiet here is also the time where my brain is going - uh. pardon my waa?
I realize this is a stupid epiphany. But I've been trying to get up and write for 6 months now and have just been working. Last night, I stopped work at 10 and went to write. It *so* worked.
;-)
I don't write in the early mornings.
I work.
No. Really.
I do about 1000983497 tiny tasks that need doing.
I don't get the solo writing bone warmed up until 9 to 10 at night and, if I can get some peace and quiet about that time? I can let it go. Whereas the morning peace and quiet here is also the time where my brain is going - uh. pardon my waa?
I realize this is a stupid epiphany. But I've been trying to get up and write for 6 months now and have just been working. Last night, I stopped work at 10 and went to write. It *so* worked.
;-)
posted by Auntie Pooh @ 10:27 AM
2 Comments:
At 5:14 PM,
Alex said…
there's a reason why late-nights-when-I-don't-have-to-be-up-tomorrow are my best writing times. Any time I have a finite stopping point, be it ten mins or two hours, seems to make it more of a fight, and I am just *not* a morning person.
xx
At 11:29 AM,
Marcie said…
Hey it only took you six months to figure it out. It took me a freaking year to figure out that I actually write if I do it before I let myself touch my work and if I don't, work expands exponentially and I never the the writing done.
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