Thursday, November 13, 2014
The Five A.M. Alarm
There's something wrong about leaving a nice, warm bed, when everyone else is asleep and quiet.
And yet, when my silent alarm goes off at five a.m., vibrating against my wrist, I reluctantly slide out of bed, toes curling as they touch the cold floor.
I pad down the hall to the living room, one of my cats at my heels, and grab my laptop, waking it from its electronic slumber and plucking my story threads from the previous night. Yawning and wincing in the harsh artificial light, my cat settles against my legs to go back to sleep. I start tapping away.
My stolen hour is gone before I know it. The real alarm, the "go to work" alarm, sounds stridently from the bedroom and I hear my husband stumble into the bathroom.
Is it worth it? Is it worth losing that precious hour of sleep snuggled up to my loved one just to type out a few more words?
The question of whether it's worth getting up at five a.m. is never on my mind in the early morning hours. My conscious brain is still half asleep as I type up new worlds, but my subconscious, which has been planning and plotting all night, is eager to push the story out through my fingertips, to get that one more sentence on the page.
And that's why I get up to that silent five a.m. alarm.
Because I want to know what my subconscious has been cooking up all night.
Because I want to know how the story turns out, too.
Aidee Ladnier, an award-winning author of speculative fiction, began writing at twelve years old but took a hiatus to be a magician’s assistant, ride in hot air balloons, produce independent movies, collect interesting shoes, fold origami, send ping pong balls into space, and amass a secret file with the CIA. A lover of genre fiction, it has been a lifelong dream of Aidee's to write both romance and erotica with a little science fiction, fantasy, mystery, or the paranormal thrown in to add a zing.