Okay, I don’t know about everyone else, but I get seriously cranky if I haven’t eaten in a while. My mood takes a really sharp decline when my stomach is empty, and considering how much I love food, it’s not surprising that eating has a way of improving my outlook immediately.
Being hungry is super distracting. Not just because I’m thinking about how much I’d like to chow down, but I get vague and even more forgetful than usual (which is a very bad thing). Then there’s the criticism. I get horrendously irritable and critical of everything when I’m hungry. I might not show it outwardly, but I end up kind of resenting things until I’ve had my next meal.
Trying to write when I’m that grumpy is a seriously awful idea. It’s better to just grab a snack and get back to the work later, when I’m riding the food-high.
I won’t turn this into a massive spiel, but I do stop to think about how my situation is so blessed: my food is easy to come by. There are people out there who never know when they will eat next. I like giving to charities, so let me just say, if you can afford to give a dollar, or drop a can of soup into an organisation’s donation box, know that you did make a difference to someone. If everyone who has “enough” can donate just a little, we’ll change the world for the better.
Anyway, I’m heading back to my story now. Here’s to hoping for another 800+ word flash of writing.
Yesterday, I forgot it was Thursday. Forgetting what day of the week it is happens frequently; I just don’t seem to follow the same standard of time as the rest of the world. Every morning, I usually wake up and ask myself, “What day is it?”.
Today, I got blueberry muffins. They are both delicious, and the perfect writing snack! Enough cakey goodness that they are worth eating, without the added difficulty of forks and icing/frosting. I mention this only because I am enjoying one right now, and I’m writing this post, and they go together flawlessly.
I actually heard some very promising news about one of my writing projects this week! I won’t reveal anything specific yet, since it will only be a week or so until I know concrete details. Needless to say, it is still ridiculously encouraging to hear positive feedback.
I managed to play it cool at the time. All very, “Awesome, I’m so glad you liked it”, when I probably would have liked to run around giving everyone high-fives. I’ve never been a scream-in-delight kind of person, and good things take a little while to really sink in before I get super excited about them. Of course, that means by now I’m practically dancing in my chair waiting for next week to roll around and award me the final verdict.
And funny enough, having possibilities like this dangled so close, I’m ready to launch into my next major project with a trademark over-enthusiasm for my own abilities (“I only need to write 1,500 words a day to get a novel draft finished in two months? I can so totally do that!”). It won’t happen, but a girl can dream.