A Female Author Neglecting her Home and Child by Honore Daumier
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Step One: I set the alarm for 5.30 am...
I reckon if I start work then, and give the kids a few bowls of cereal when they get up at 9ish that I'll be able to get almost SEVEN hours writing in, if I stop at half twelve that is. Sounds ridiculous doesn't it? Like one of those Days In The Life on the back page of the Sunday Times Magazine, you know... oh yes dahling I wake a dawn and chant, go to the gym, have a grape, check my email, give birth, eat seeds, do yoga, make dinner for twelve...anyway -
Step Two: I hear the wonderful 5.30 alarm but am unable to lift my head from the pillow, so drift in and out of 'I should be writing' guilt infused dreams, or even better dreams where I write numerous wonderful scenes... needless to say 5.50 is a distant memory by the time I rise.
Step Three: Its raining so I bribe the children with chipper chips and TV to leave me alone to write in the kitchen. After forty minutes they've been in twenty times for water, ice-cream, a kiss for a sore nose/elbow/ forehead, or to relate the funny bits from a cartoon, or to wonder aloud when they're ever ever going to get an xbox... I work like this for a few hours (what do you mean my poor children?!)
Step Four: I firmly decide to definitely wake at 5.30 tomorrow. So I set the alarm with conviction this time.
Step five: See Step 2, 3, 4 and repeat... :)
For an uplifting & wise post on the subject - check out the wonderful Sacred Dirt