BOOKS AND ANTHOLOGIES
17
Oct
Night Owl
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I’m still learning my own process. I write better after 10 p.m., I think, the opposite of my early-bird husband. It’s not really surprising. It takes me a few hours and a venti Earl Grey to really wake up. The last time I wrote a book was the summer after tenth grade. Back then I’d write for hours after everyone else in the house went to bed, then stumble upstairs past our alarm-cat, trying to avoid her pounce, not wanting to wake my little sisters with the hall light. In an ideal world, I’d write from 10 or 11 until 3 every morning and then sleep until noon. I do that a lot on weekends. I love how quiet the city is at night. I curl up on the big, cat-scratched beige chair in my writing room, sipping peppermint tea. The only noise in the house is the... Read More