On the other hand, I'm extremely well-rested.
I exhibit several inappropriate responses to stress: laughing, peeing, falling down, suffering shooting pains in my head. One of the most annoying ones is falling asleep. This usually strikes when I’m writing. While I’m laboring to get some words down on the damn page, I get freaked that what I’m writing is no good, that it will never be any good, that I’m incapable of putting together a sentence that anyone would give a damn about. And then my eyelids clamp shut and I’m drooling on my shirt. This feeling can overtake me while I’m writing just about anything, but at least these days I manage to stay awake while composing thank-you notes or a shopping list. But writing a book, just to use a hypothetical sort of example with no basis in reality, will immediately catapult me into unconsciousness. This is infuriating, and yet even my rage doesn’t seem to perk me up. I can be railing against my useless defense mechanisms and then before I finish my sentence I’m kayaking with my dead grandmother and she’s hucking Stella D’Oro Breakfast Treats at me.
Wow, that’s a dream I wish I’d had. I made that up, right there. But probably I could have come up with something better, crap, what if I wrote, hmm, zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.










November 8, 2007
Reader Comments (29)
1. downgrading the importance of the work I'm doing in my own eyes / telling myself I can write whatever crap because I'll revise it later. The purpose of this is to defeat the perfectionism / impostor syndrome.
2. squeezing some lime juice into water. Wakes you up like a slap on the face! Only more pleasant.
3. rosemary. The scent is great for memory and revitalisation. One way to release it is to vapourise a few drops of rosemary EO in an oil burner.
But I bet Cookie makes a darned good pillow, right?
I'd opt for the sleeping.
Okay, fine, I guess it's useless NOW. But still.
I think that's why I enjoy blogging so much. I'm not doing it to be serious or get published or anything like that. I get to be myself and not worry about things like dialouge or write what you know or anything annoying.
Snooze on woman, you deserve the nap.
Totally! This is grind out a post a day month, not pee perfume month.The prize is for doing the post per day for a month. It isn't the Pulitzer Prize, or even the Giller (sly Canuck reference here)
I so enjoy your writing, but I don't expect jewels each and every day, just to make a connection. You succeed in making the connection.
Now go have a nice margarita ;)
Both of which will jolt me into awake-ness.
I think I will stick to coffee though...
I think you should know that things could be worse. I totally thought you said "My response to writing stress is CRABS."
And I was all, "Doesn't somebody else usually have to be involved for that to happen?"
Don't mess with a proven formula...no matter how ugly.
Which is why I was the one frantically throwing things into boxes on the day of the move. Not usually my speed, but it was the first time I ever had to pack by myself and the first time I ever moved with a toddler.
Long story short - I get you on the mysterious urge to sleep.