Daylight Savings Time Killed My Muse

Today was the spring-forward part of the Daylight Savings Time two-step, and I lost an hour of perfectly good sleep.

I can’t say shifting clocks twice a year is all that good for me. I didn’t get a whole lot done before work, and it doesn’t look as though I’m going to get all that much done now.

I’m to the point that I hate my novel. (Well, I hate the part I’m working on, and that makes me question every other part of my novel, and why didn’t I just go into insurance sales in the first place?)

That could be a matter of not enough sleep and too much sugar.

(As could the fact that I took my lunch to work, put it in the refrigerator, and then forgot that it was there so completely that I actually skipped lunch in favor of potato chips.)

I probably shouldn’t look at that manuscript again until after I’ve gotten some sleep. And maybe a little protein.


2 thoughts on “Daylight Savings Time Killed My Muse

  1. Eva Ashton says:

    Ugh I can so relate to the hating that one bit of the novel that just make you wonder if you’re completely wasting your time. And needing to take a step back to breathe and refocus. I’m just coming out of one of those tunnels of awful this evening. Keep at it! There is a light at the end of the tunnel!

  2. Protein is good. So are your words. Have faith.

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