I have fallen in love with my quirky writer habits: drinking copious amounts of coffee, leaving the bed (and everything else in the house) unmade and messy, and getting excited about word counts! I appreciate your insights into this condition. :-)
Thanks Susan! I’m all for this. A couple of years ago I started “experimenting with mess.” I let the dishes pile up in the sink for a couple of hours, left bed unmade etc and prioritised my work. It’s hilarious but it really does make a difference! And I eventually did the dishes — I just didn’t fret or make it a point of anxiety or prioritise it above all else.
wow! This a fabulous! Each part! I just finished writing an article for my publishing company,. They want to feature ME! My desk is 4-inches deep in papers... my bathrobe is still wrapped about me (noon). I am so pleased that there is left-over chicken. And my hubby just came inside from yard work. I write memoir. I have been on black ice. I look in the rear-view mirror. I LIKE tidy, but only achieve it here and there, never daily, rarely all-at-one-time. Yay! NOW I am part of a Tribe... with YOU!
Oh Eleanor, so thrilled to meet you! Congratulations on finishing your article and scrounging leftover chicken. When I was writing the first draft of my memoir I’d often wake up starving and make a massive six egg Spanish omelette with cheese then eat it in slices throughout the day… cold. With my fingers. While working. Here’s to feral memoirists!
Couldn’t agree more. I've just spent (out of necessity, not desire) the past two days going through closets. Darling hubby: : you must feel a sense of accomplishment? Me: not at all.
The people you’re describing sound more than a bit OCD😉
Love the all day omelette idea. I’m currently on day two of cold spaghettini with pesto ( the latter, store bought and perilously close to expiration date) while I learn to draw faces.
Better to stay in that zone than the fret/nag never ending cycle of dirty counters and all the other crap that drags any sane person to madness.
Totally agree! The Zone is precious. Don't mess with it. Nothing better than a flow state. I will make sure to write something about this. Thanks for reminding me Pamela x
"lf l could tell you, l would let you know." and l woill try, great piece
Thanks Terry — I hope you sink is full of dishes!
I have fallen in love with my quirky writer habits: drinking copious amounts of coffee, leaving the bed (and everything else in the house) unmade and messy, and getting excited about word counts! I appreciate your insights into this condition. :-)
Thanks Susan! I’m all for this. A couple of years ago I started “experimenting with mess.” I let the dishes pile up in the sink for a couple of hours, left bed unmade etc and prioritised my work. It’s hilarious but it really does make a difference! And I eventually did the dishes — I just didn’t fret or make it a point of anxiety or prioritise it above all else.
wow! This a fabulous! Each part! I just finished writing an article for my publishing company,. They want to feature ME! My desk is 4-inches deep in papers... my bathrobe is still wrapped about me (noon). I am so pleased that there is left-over chicken. And my hubby just came inside from yard work. I write memoir. I have been on black ice. I look in the rear-view mirror. I LIKE tidy, but only achieve it here and there, never daily, rarely all-at-one-time. Yay! NOW I am part of a Tribe... with YOU!
Oh Eleanor, so thrilled to meet you! Congratulations on finishing your article and scrounging leftover chicken. When I was writing the first draft of my memoir I’d often wake up starving and make a massive six egg Spanish omelette with cheese then eat it in slices throughout the day… cold. With my fingers. While working. Here’s to feral memoirists!
Couldn’t agree more. I've just spent (out of necessity, not desire) the past two days going through closets. Darling hubby: : you must feel a sense of accomplishment? Me: not at all.
The people you’re describing sound more than a bit OCD😉
Ha ha, yes I know *exactly* what you mean.
Wonderful, true, Yeats said, as for living......Leah said it
Yeats! I bet he was very disorganised.
Love the all day omelette idea. I’m currently on day two of cold spaghettini with pesto ( the latter, store bought and perilously close to expiration date) while I learn to draw faces.
Better to stay in that zone than the fret/nag never ending cycle of dirty counters and all the other crap that drags any sane person to madness.
Totally agree! The Zone is precious. Don't mess with it. Nothing better than a flow state. I will make sure to write something about this. Thanks for reminding me Pamela x
Thanks. It’s actually Pam. Google auto filled.
My Grade 3 teacher the only one who called me that.
Ok Pam it is!