Wednesday, September 01, 2010
I'm Too Tired Today
When I worked the 8-to-5 career, I hated mornings. I dragged. But I didn't have the option of walking away. They paid me for the eight hours (more like 9-10 most days) that I physically arrived on the premises. So I opened a file, made a phone call, read a report or wrote responses - whether I felt like it or not. Bummer.
But I got paid. In hindsight, I couldn't remember what work I did when I was tired and when I performed when I was chipper. The end result was usually the same.
My novel will have chapters written when I was dull-witted, happy, angry, bright-eyed or indifferent. But the final product will make me proud.
So I yawn, stretch and try to come alive - fix a glass of tea. Then I sit down. I don't get up until the job is done.
And when I do I'm satisfied.