icourtland!

another one of THOSE nights. too sleepy to walk down the stairs as i wind down into the bed, then to just lay there with no possibility of sleep.

i just manage to lay there, summoning on the fatigue and letting in pull at my mind as i drift away to … well nowhere. just awake. not even a yawn to let me know that just a few short moments ago i was almost too sleepy to walk. hmmm – short moments – that was actually an hour ago now.

with no sleep in sight – might as well get up.

an hour of playing solitaire on the computer, not a yawn or a stretch. this only takes me to 12:30am.

reading usually works – i’ll go grab a book.

GREAT book, by the way. Liquor by Poppy Z. Brite. she is normally one of my favorite horror novelists, but this is really different. a novel about two guys in New Orleans trying to open a new restaurant – one in which EVERY menu item has liquor as an ingredient – and NOT a horror novel at all. lots of local “flavor” in this one. since i’ve somehow managed to live in NO twice in my life it is almost reading about people i know, and places that i remember in the haze that the past ends up somewhere in the back of my head.

i do love the fact that she is NOT taking an easy way and writing all the dialog in dialect. there are a lot of funny moments as characters are talking about the WAY people talk though. Poppy sure has lived there a long time, and her feel for the city is good – her connection to it, and the people, very strong.

so three-quarters into the book – 4:30am – starting (just starting…) to get sleepy. may as well give it a try. so back to bed – to once again just lie there.

somehow, somewhen i did manage to fall asleep.

until the first DING of the alarm at 6:30am.

not even sure how i am managing to walk this morning, but i did manage another 20-odd pages before i made breakfast.

guess today is all about the coffee.