1.09.2012

Sleepy Post

Masha's taking over kickoff posts for a while, blogalectically speaking, which means I have today off. I intended to come up with something to post anyway, but spent the whole day down at my family's catching up with them and talking over potential novella revisions and the direction of the current novel and things like that, and now it's nine o'clock and I have a book to write and I'm so sleepy that said book will be lucky to get any real attention.

Sleepy, yes. Does anyone besides me wake regularly half an hour before their alarm, then lie there tense, dozing fitfully, braced against the discomfort of being shocked awake by loud awful beeps? The only way I ever get properly back to sleep is by muffling the clock under the covers, so it doesn't give me such a jolt when it goes off.

Maybe I'll start keeping it under a pillow. Anyway, good night.

5 comments:

  1. I meant to have it post tomorrow, but my starting post went up tonight, oops.. Don't miss it! :)

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  2. "Does anyone besides me wake regularly half an hour before their alarm, then lie there tense, dozing fitfully, braced against the discomfort of being shocked awake by loud awful beeps?"

    YES, every single day that I need to set an alarm. Dog-gone those internal pre-alarm clocks....

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    1. I'm not alone!! Sorry that happens to you, though. I know how irritating it is. :)

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  3. I hope it doesn't establish itself as a sleep pattern. Looking forward to reading more of your posts!

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  4. Actually, I used to wake up an hour before the alarm until we bought new mattresses. It is more comfy than our last.

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