Since I can remember, I have written late at night, after all else is completed and the day is done. In recent years, this has meant that the clock will tick towards 10pm and I’ll finally sit down on my little couch, fling my knees over the arm of it, and begin. It also means I’ll go to bed very late with a fever of words and I will not fall asleep until something inside me simmers and slows.
In the aftermath of the Sandy storm, I was given a rare week off from work. I researched, wrote and cooked most of each day. I read before bed, then fell asleep quickly. For the first time in years, my sleep was heavy. I woke up rested. I remembered my dreams.
My restful sleep may have had something to do with the fact that I did not have to go in to the office. But writing during the day also meant that my mind was far more peaceful at night.
As a result, I’ve decided to make a significant shift; to reverse my writing life. To write in the morning after I rise with the sun (well, in these days, before it.)
It’s only been a few days since I began the experiment. I’m not sure it will be an easy transition. I have always written very late at night. Since I was a little girl. My parents would go to sleep and I would turn my light back on. Writing has always been a secret in the dark. Just for me.
But since I began, I realize the ritual is symbolic. Writing is the first thing I do. Not the last. I wake up happy, knowing I have given myself the time to be with my secret, to do what I love.
We’ll see how this goes. I don’t know how I’ll feel at the end of the week, how my body will react to new hours of sleep, how I’ll fare for the hours I need to be at the office and the freelance work that awaits me when I get home. But we’ll see.
What time of day do you write? Have you ever made a significant adjustment to your writing schedule?