Mornings: Or, Being Inconsistently Awesome at Life

Because of my day job, it's hard for me to get an uninterrupted stretch of time to write during the week. I work from 8:30 to 5, and by the time I've gotten home and cooked and eaten and caught up with the husband a bit, it's nearly 7 and, to be honest, by that time of night, I don't have the critical thinking skills left to write a grocery list, let alone work on a novel.

So I'm a morning writer, even though the thought of getting up early makes me want to tie someone's shoelaces together whe...