Hi, Kirk here again. I'm beginning to enjoy this taste of a writer's life. How do you like my new look?
Today I want to find out if any of you have the same problem as me—no more normal bedtimes.
I don’t know about the rest of you, but I like a rhythm to life, a schedule. It’s the sort of thing my engineering brain craves. But once my wife began writing, schedules became a thing of the past.
Wait, that’s not exactly true.
Normal schedules became a thing of the past.
For instance, when the boys were little, we needed to find a way for Edie to carve out some uninterrupted writing time. If you’ve ever had small children in the house, you can imagine how difficult this was. But we put our heads together and came up with a plan.
|Sometimes the best ideas can still come back to bite you!|
A plan that’s come back to bite me big time.
In the evenings, we’d get the boys tucked in and spend some quality couple time. We’d go to bed like normal human beings, around ten o’clock. And after I’d drifted off to sleep, Edie would get back up and spend the next four or five hours writing. Then, in the morning I’d be responsible for getting the boys up and ready for school. This gave her time to write, and time to make up for the sleep she lost. It was an arrangement we could all live with.
It also began a habit in her that I haven’t been able to break, even though the kids are grown and gone.
Some of her best writing time coincides directly with bedtime—my bedtime.
|Drastic measures necessary for sleep!|
But I'd love the opportunity to give up my earplugs and beauty mask....
So I'm curious, how do other writers deal with ideas that insist on making themselves known at bedtime?