Groggy Scribblings

So I reached the part in the BRB workbook where we are advised to start writing the minute we wake up. I was enjoying a bit of self-exploration until this point…
Problems:
1. I don’t actually wake up. I emerge from a chrysalis over a period of about 3 hours. I can’t actually move for about an hour. My husband brings me 2 cups of tea and the first one goes cold, I just slowly inhale its vapours. It wouldn’t be possible for me to pick up a pen at this point.
2. The house is too distracting. By the time I can actually move enough to drop my arm down to the floor to reach for a pen, my older children are saying goodbye to catch the school bus and my youngest is bringing me things.

So now I’ve gone from not-awake-enough-to-hold-a-pen, to too-awake-to – ‘hitch my unconscious mind to my writing arm.’ (Dorothea Brande: Becoming a Writer)
Not only has my mind been thrown into the here-and-now, but I’m still not functioning well physically.
Here’s my first effort:
Slurp, gulp, slurp, gulp. Slow groggy waker forces herself awake, forces down tea. The heaviness of sleep is like a force to be fought off…Don’t wake easily.
Immediately disturbed by small daughter who has found an old plastic phone-card. This ‘morning writing’ may not be for me!
In my dream there was a house. I don’t remember an outside, or an upstairs, although I knew that there was an upstairs. Just one room. There was confusion. People coming and going like a Bed and Breakfast or backstage. Clothes and needs – like food. I felt responsible in some way, but largely ignored

Oh please don’t let Freud loose on this one!
There’s more but I won’t bore you. I shall try again tomorrow, but I’m not getting up stupidly early – I need my 8 hours!
(and yes – I did use punctuation!)

4 thoughts on “Groggy Scribblings

  1. I’m awake, once I’m standing (depending on how much I’ve drank the night before. If I’ve drank a lot on Saturday then I probably won’t be awake until Tuesday). I tried the writing down my dreams as soon as I got up thing last year and it does help you to remember them. I wrote about five pages for one of my dreams. And it’s weird because you know if you say to someone “Oh, I had this really weird dream last night” and they say “what was it about?” and then you can’t actually remember enough to put into words? Well, when I go back to my notebooks now with dreams in, even though they’re months old, they come back clearly!

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  2. I tried it last year when I was studying A174. It was not a success. Once my eyes are open, I’m wide awake, but the only thing that goes through my mind is ‘Am I going to get the kids to school on time?!’ and I’m loathe to give up any sleep at all.

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  3. Thanks Natalie and Cathy. It’s always so helpful to hear other people’s experiences, don’t you think. Natalie – can I add a link to your live journal?

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