Friday night dinner plans are a pleasure. I look forward to the ritual. I meet my friends, to enjoy a wonderful meal while we catch up on the week’s happenings. We tell jokes, laugh and celebrate the highs and lows life throws at us.
Please don’t force me to wake before dawn, turn on a bright screen, and write. I am not a morning person, in fact, I bear no resemblance to anything remotely human until after my second cup of coffee. My grunts and groans are unintelligible, stringing two words together is an impossibility, concocting coherent sentence… well, that’s not happening. I have learned to avoid my weaknesses.
But I don’t consider it a sacrifice to write on Friday night. It is pure bliss. Ordering carry-out is decadent, no cooking or cleaning lets me kick back, and indulge my passion for writing.
Do you write on Friday night?
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