I hate being awake by 4:30 or 5, laying there, wanting to go back to sleep, unable to do anything but observe the mind's gears turning. I hate it.
Hmm. That was me last night, but at the opposite end of the evening. Self inflicted, too. I'd looked up torture instruments for a story I'm writing - just to make an accurate reference to one - and of course the barbarity of it haunted me. Looking forward to a better night's sleep tonight. If I wake up after 5:30am, I sometimes get up, and even get a bit of writing done before everyone wants me, though my son is an early riser regardless. But 4:30am -- that's pretty horrible.
Now, at the insistence of her friend who asked me to read said work, I have to write this author that I do not know and tell her of the flaws. And my fatigue level is such from the late nights, early mornings, and stress level that I do not know how I am going to write a coherent sentence in an email to a stranger, critting their work that they assume is ready for release. Arrrgggghhhh! Why did I have to agree to read it?!?
Sounds painful. And yet, propelled by a strange sense of duty, which I understand. As others have said, I hope that author is expecting your email, and that your time is appreciated.
Bettielee said:
Including the boss. Who is about as able to run our company as a hummingbird.
Brings back memories of one of my ex-bosses. The company went under in the end (while I was on maternity leave, thank goodness, so I didn't have to be there for it). The best thing about that place is it's given me some excellent story fodder.
Anyway,
Hail Queen Mary! I hope you like tea:
And I hope I am not too late to wish you an enjoyable reign.