Does anyone else have a difficult time writing on Sunday?
For me, it’s one of the most grueling days to get any work done.
Here I am, in a cafe, sitting in front of a laptop with a Pages document open to a story I’ve been writing for God knows how long, and all I can think of is how soft my bed probably is right now.
Is it the anticipation of the week ahead that steals my ability to concentrate? Is it the sum total of all of last week’s burdens that are weighing on my back?
Or am I just a lazy person that will use any excuse not to get any work done?
Does it have to be one or the other?
As far as I’m concerned, Sundays are no good for writing. Or doing anything.
Wait until Monday and I’ll be a solar-powered factory of productivity. A consort battleship of…doing stuff.
Oh, I will plow through as I’m wont to do. However, I shall do so very crankily and with much lethargy. Not to mention writer’s block.