The sleepless crazies

Day 29. 83 pages, 37,711 words.

I’ve been getting up early the past … three mornings to get a bit of writing done before I have to drive Toop to daycare and myself to work. It’s actually been pretty good and I’ve gotten a satisfying amount written. My progress graph is still arcing down into a slow point, because I’ve arrived at a complicated part of the story and am doing a lot of rearrangement and thinking about it all.

Anyway, I’ve managed to hold it together quite well, aside from a bit of short-temperedness with the kids that I have to admit I probably would have had anyway. No really disturbing or entertaining sleep-deprivation-related issues or creations, sorry to say (alright, maybe a couple of bits of artwork that I might share, but not today). Part of that is probably to do with the fact that I’m not exactly sleep-deprived – we’ve been turning in fairly early so I’ve still managed to get 4 – 5 hours of sleep a night.

Still, will probably sleep in tomorrow morning (mmm, until seven in the morning, what hedonism!). I’m not wretchedly tired, but I am sort of low-key run-down and I’ve noticed increasing discomfort in my joints if I don’t get enough sleep. Old age is a terrible thing.

Yep, that’s about all I’ve got. Australia’s political scene is once again smiling placidly and shitting its pants while making full eye contact with the rest of the world, but I don’t have the energy to talk about it much right now. Just stay tuned for a new Prime Minister before long, and hope it turns out to be more Gilderoy Lockhart than Dolores Umbridge.

– Posted from my Huawei mobile phone while sitting in the carpark.

About Hatboy

I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends. Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages? I am Hatboy.
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3 Responses to The sleepless crazies

  1. I hope you’re more rested now, you gob-speaking work-slacker!

  2. Yeah get some downtime, man! First day of school (6th and 9th) for us, here. Littler one couldn’t sleep until late, tried not to get grumpy about it. How’s it MY problem, when I have to get up at 4:30 AM, that you can’t sleep just yet? Lie there and meditate XD

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