‘Tis the Season
by Annette McCleave on January 26th, 2010

This morning was a classic example of what winter does to me: my alarm went off, I hit the OFF button, then snuggled into the covers and went back to sleep. Winter brings out my inner bear. I just want to hibernate.

In some ways, that urge to nest is good for my writing. After all, the computer is in the house where it’s nice and warm. There are fewer activities vying for my attention this time of year. Heck, if it weren’t for my dog needing daily walks, I probably wouldn’t even leave the house.

Unfortunately, my brain seems to fall into a hibernation pattern, too.

I feel less daring, less creative. I doubt myself more, and find more excuses not to write. This, in turn, makes it harder to drag myself out of those comfy flannel bed sheets and into the chair in front of the computer.

Which is why winter is the season of self discipline.

See, I know that if I just sit down and write, if I just get past the dreariness and doubt, I’ll find my groove. It may not happen with the first draft of a scene, but it will show up. Eventually. And if I write, if I get any words on paper at all, I’ll feel better. Better feeds more words, more words feed more confidence, and before you know it, Spring is here.

But it all starts with that moment when I choose whether to get out of bed.

This morning, I gave myself permission to sleep 15 minutes longer. I reset the alarm and went back to sleep. When it buzzed for the second time, I groaned, rubbed my face, and seriously considered resetting it again. But I didn’t. I rolled out of bed and stumbled into the kitchen to make coffee. Stories don’t write themselves (darn it!), and I know I’ll feel really good about myself if I get a couple of pages written before my daughter wakes up.

Yup, winter is the season of self discipline. And double-strength coffee.

To satisfy my slothful inclinations, I let myself hibernate in the evenings. My favorite hibernation activity is watching Criminal Minds while buried deep in a snowflake-patterned throw. What’s yours?

One comment to “‘Tis the Season”

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    No bear in its right mind gets up when you do :smile:

    I LOVE to sleep. I’m a Leo, and like bears, us big cats need lots of sleep. Sleep and sunlight, actually. Winter is hard.

    My mindless sloth is beading. The shiny colorful beads are kind of like flowers. And my strong work light is kind of like summer.


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