I am the kind of person who does the best thinking and planning while it’s dead quiet and nobody else around. Any sound, interruption, other people’s mere presence may throw me off. Maybe that’s one of the reasons I did so much writing during the night when I was young living at home with my parents and my sister. And reading! And thinking. I loved getting up again when the house was asleep, turn on my reading lamp by the desk and I would sit there for an hour or two; writing, drawing, thinking… The next day at school I was just one big yawn, of course!
Now I have a tendency to wake up in the middle of the night, feeling unsettled about something I need to write (a list maybe), a problem I need to figure out how to solve or something I have to plan- and I can get it done because not even the dog would come up with the idea of bothering me! That’s why I was up at three the one night at Easter- when I wrote the draught for my confirmation speech. A few weeks before that I woke up and laid in bed when the 1st verse of a song for the confirmation came to me. ( I love to rhyme, so I write songs using some familiear melody when there are birhtdays or other occasions in the family.) I had a book on my night table, and a pencil. So I turned on my headlight, found a blank page in the back and just wrote six verses and the chorus. Here are the nightly notes: (good thing it is MY book..)