One of my July goals is to get up at 6:30 am.
I’ve tried getting up earlier than that to be able to do my writing in the morning, but I just can’t. So, I’m going to try splitting my time. Writing some in the morning and some in the evening.
However, I’m a rock in the morning. I sleep through my alarms and often wake up to find that my delirious barely (am I really awake?) self turned my alarm off and not on snooze.
This morning I had my alarm set for 6:30 (6:45, 6:57, 7:00, 7:23, 7:38, 7:46, 8:00). Anyone who has trouble waking up may understand the random times.
I managed to get up at 6:50. Baby steps, right?
I grabbed a book off my desk and read first, thinking it would wake me up. (Delirious and delusional in the morning.)
By the time I grabbed my notebook and pencil, I had already decided to work on poetry while laying in bed. So there I was on my stomach, sprawled across my bed staring a blank sheet of paper.
I started falling in and out of sleep while scribbling lines. After 20 minutes I gave up and started getting ready for work. I didn’t read back over those lines, but from what I vaguely remember they had something to do with water.
Maybe this can be a new genre. Delirious writing.
Obviously, writing in bed in the am was a bad idea, I knew that from the beginning. My bed is just too comfortable.