Writing Makes Me Sleepy

2015/11/10 § 2 Comments

Last night when I pulled into my apartment complex after work, a woman was standing by her car parked in the middle of the driveway. She had her flashers on so I asked her if everything was okay. She said, “you know how it is when you are so tired, you just want to cry?” I said, “yes, I do.” I chatted with her for a couple minutes. She was okay, she was just waiting for someone. But she had just finished a long drive after a long day at work. She wasn’t home yet, but she wanted so badly to be.

This morning, I am tired. Maybe not so tired I want to cry, but tired enough that the venti iced coffee I just downed in 10 minutes doesn’t begin to touch it. Tired enough that I could pull a George Costanza and curl up under my desk right now.

I have not posted very consistently this week for #NaBloPoMo, but I have been writing. I posted an entry on another website that I don’t have the courage to share here. I wrote until after midnight last night, working on another one that is not yet finished, but I like the direction it’s going.

This writing challenge has been very good for me. I feel alive when I am writing. And the energy of it is keeping me up way past my bedtime. So this morning I am sleepy, but happy.


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§ 2 Responses to Writing Makes Me Sleepy

  • Arnebya says:

    I’ve discovered recently, as much as I thought the opposite, that I am not a nighttime writer. I am awake/up late every night. But, nothing zaps my energy more than trying to write at night.

  • Arnebya says:

    I recently discovered, as much as I thought the opposite, that I am not a nighttime writer. I’m awake/up late every night, but nothing zaps my energy faster than trying to write at night.

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