Today was a lot of laying around and sleeping, but when I finally got off my ass, it was productive.
To be honest, I usually hate when I wake up late, because the day’s halfway gone by the time I’m up and active. Sometimes, you just have those days where you need or want to do little to nothing. Curl up in the blankets and feel the supreme comfort of the bed, let yourself be taken away by how good it feels.
There will be days when I don’t care to write, either. I’ll be more interested in searching pictures and playing games or watching movies, or I’ll simply get distracted by one thing after another at work or if I’m volunteering.
Then there are the days I want to do nothing but write.
Days when I’m lazing around and just enjoying time passing are sometimes better, when that attitude is welcome. When I can close my eyes and relish in the fact that I don’t need to be somewhere right away. Cat days, I should call them.
Then there are times where I can’t stand to not be doing something. Today has definitely not been one of those days. I have heavier topics on my mind that I want to write about, to get out into the world to you, but I haven’t felt the urge to let loose on that right now. So I’m just accepting that this day is all about letting things be and going with the rhythm of the world.
There’s a prompt in that, too. Which character of yours enjoys more lazy days than productive ones? How does your main character feel about them? Are they able to be productive at all? When was the last time they got to do much, or wanted to, or the other way around: who’s a workaholic, in your stable of characters, that doesn’t let themselves relax enough?
I can still think, at least, and I’ve been doing plenty of that today, even if it’s been at that very comfortable, slow pace. Mmmm…
-The Novice Wordsmith