Yeah… I’m currently feeling like I’m in a vicious circle. Ironically, it originally started on Thursday, right before what should have been a nice restful long weekend.
No luck for me.
The good thing was that both my CPs sent back their crits of the new Doorways revision, so I was super excited to start.
And therewith began the problem.
See… it started like this. The origin of my problem was on Monday already, when I caught a cold from my mom (again). Once again, it means that I have a lovely little cough because of a post-nasal drip.
Which means that at night, when I turn, I go into these charming ten minute coughing fits. I get up and down some cough medicine. And then it sort of stops.
Except I’m awake.
And I got my crits back on Thursday.
So guess what my mind does instead of go into beta mode.
So this is what my “restful” weekend looked like.
Thursday: Went to sleep at 10 p.m.
Friday: Wake up at 4 a.m. from a cough. Revision occurs to me. Spends rest of morning until 6 a.m. trying to sleep while phrasing and rephrasing a new chapter in my head.
Goes to sleep at 11 p.m.
Saturday: Wake up at 4 a.m. after another cough. Tries to sleep. Fails and gives up by 5 a.m. Starts adding new chapters.
Goes to sleep at midnight.
Sunday: Wake up at 2.30 a.m. after a car’s gasket blows about 20 yards from my (open) window. In case you’re wondering. It’s a seriously odd noise. And after the recent break in, all odd noises wake me up. I have the wonderful joy of meeting my cousin/sort-of-adopted-brother in the corridor just as he’s about to go sleep. I continue editing.
Go to sleep at 11 p.m.
Monday: Wake up at 4:30 a.m. Too tired to even think of editing.
So yeah. I don’t even want to know how mothers with babies survive writing. Just a few days vaguely similar to some very good times with newborns, and I’m screaming at my computer screen like a maniac.
On the upside, I’m approximately half way through my edits.
How was your weekend?