Musings of a Midnight Nature

Midnight Musings

25.12.13
My brother knows me too well – he knows that I’m often to be found typing away into the middle of the night. My creative drive seems to wake up at about ten pm and the other night I finally got to bed at four in the morning. Obviously, this only works when it is the weekend or the holidays and I don’t have to get up for work two hours later. It is the same with whatever I am creating. When I had my little salt dough craft business I would be baking at 3am quite regularly. Now writing has taken hold I frequently find myself lying in bed thinking about what I would like to write. Last night I got up twice to jot things down and, in typical disorganised fashion, I had to scrabble around to find something to make a note on. Well no longer! I have been given the perfect Christmas present….complete with a (ok rather backhanded) compliment. ‘Midnight Musings of a Sleepless Genius’ it says on the cover and it is filled with lots of inspirational quotes and blank spaces to fill in by torchlight, candle-light, gas-light…whatever.
He thinks I am a genius. Wow! Ah hold on… ‘sleepless genius’ that suggests sleepwalking, sleeptalking, sleepwriting, being in possession of involuntary genius genes is not really a compliment at all – unless by association he is claiming to be full of it himself…hmmm

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5 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Go Scribbles
    Dec 28, 2013 @ 23:48:23

    I’m the same way, my creative juices decide to grow arms and attack me in the middle of the night — usually when I have no pencil and paper, and when I’m too lazy to get up and find something to write my thought down on.

    I’m sure most of the successful people out there are successful because they were not lazy, like myself, during those night-attacks.

    Also, you’ve got a new follower. I like your blog, and you’re entertaining and have a fresh voice to offer. Feel free to come around my blog as well; I’m new and do not have many friends in these nick of the woods.

    Reply

  2. thebippityboppitybeautifulblog
    Dec 29, 2013 @ 02:09:45

    Wow. Interesting!! Keep writing!!!

    I hope you have a beautiful day.

    Reply

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