Morning Time, Writing Time

Instead of writing, I’m contemplating it, and instead really wanting to faceplant. After going to bed too late last night, and then tossing and turning for another half hour, I finally got to sleep, only to be woken by my dreaded alarm clock.

Part time work is not stressful or that big of a deal, but every other weekend, I work 12 hour shifts on Saturday and Sunday, as a receptionist. So, I have a lot of time to kill where I’m waiting for stuff to happen or nothing is happening and I’m left to my own devices. Such in this case, writing, working on a blog this morning, and, when I have a particular amount of inspiration and enthusiasm, getting through prompts and stories and chapters of novels.

Yesterday, that was difficult, and that alone was hard for me to swallow. Having all that open space to write is usually enough of a motivator that I get my claws into something and don’t let go until it’s all finished.

Today that’s made more difficult by the lack of sleep I got. And the headache that’s dull and pounding at the side of my head. Though, I know that I don’t need to write every day, but it’s such a habit now that every day I don’t do it, it just feels odd. It feels wrong not to be working on something… But, just as well, forcing something isn’t going to make it happen any easier, smoother, or better.

Sometimes, it’s just better to leave it, if you’re not feeling it. And instead fantasize about beds and pillows and quilts.

-The Novice Wordsmith

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