Brain vs Body

What is so fascinating to me is that you have been at this for over a year, you wrote fifty stories, yet you clearly still feel this intense obsession with writing, @StillStunned. Working on story ideas as soon as you close your eyes - I remember being like that for like, I don't know, maybe half a year at the most?
Somehow, you seem to keep that fire burning with the same intensity regardless of the passing of time. It's remarkable. What's your secret?
 
I don't want to sleep at night. Stuff might happen. I don't know why I have no problem with stuff happening during daylight hours, just nighttime hours.
 
Do you have to get up for a job in the morning? At what time do you usually get up for that?
Me? Anywhere between 6am and 9am. My wife anywhere between 6am and 8am.
For real, I thought this was going to be about so-called "sapiosexuality."
What we used to call "I want to fuck your brains out."
They're Pinky, they're Pinky, they're Pinky and the Brain Brain Brain Brain, Brain Brain Brain Brain...
What is so fascinating to me is that you have been at this for over a year, you wrote fifty stories, yet you clearly still feel this intense obsession with writing, @StillStunned. Working on story ideas as soon as you close your eyes - I remember being like that for like, I don't know, maybe half a year at the most?
Somehow, you seem to keep that fire burning with the same intensity regardless of the passing of time. It's remarkable. What's your secret?
I don't know. Pent up creativity? Finally having the outlet I've been searching for for the past forty years?

All I can say is I absolutely love writing, love crafting stories, love putting the words down. I even love editing my stories. It's like a cross between daydreaming, creating a puzzle that only you can solve, and polishing a gemstone until it gleams and sparkles.

TL;DR: I just love it.
 
All I can say is I absolutely love writing, love crafting stories, love putting the words down. I even love editing my stories. It's like a cross between daydreaming, creating a puzzle that only you can solve, and polishing a gemstone until it gleams and sparkles.

TL;DR: I just love it.
One of the best descriptions of the mentality behind the joy of writing I've come across *standing ovation*
 
That little experience proved one thing to me, that the human mind and body can adapt to some of the most extreme circumstances. So to me, Hicks catching a few zee's on the way down didn't seem to me to be out of the ordinary. Either that or I'm just a big ol' bundle of dead, insensitive nerves. I won't be taking bets on which it is.

That's exactly how I took it - a way of showing that Hicks is experienced enough to have learned that skill of sleeping even in the worst conditions. It sets up the contrast with Gorman's inexperience ("uh, two...including this one") which becomes very important later on.

It's funny what we can and can't get used to. If I'm staying near a busy road, I can get use to sleeping through traffic noise. But I never got used to my partner's sleep apnea, because that's the sound of somebody having trouble breathing and that's a problem. Thankfully CPAP has largely fixed that.
 
All I can say is I absolutely love writing, love crafting stories, love putting the words down. I even love editing my stories. It's like a cross between daydreaming, creating a puzzle that only you can solve, and polishing a gemstone until it gleams and sparkles.

TL;DR: I just love it.
That, and I'm pretty sure what it does to/for the redhead factors in as well. Just a thought. :)
 
That's exactly how I took it - a way of showing that Hicks is experienced enough to have learned that skill of sleeping even in the worst conditions. It sets up the contrast with Gorman's inexperience ("uh, two...including this one") which becomes very important later on.

It's funny what we can and can't get used to. If I'm staying near a busy road, I can get use to sleeping through traffic noise. But I never got used to my partner's sleep apnea, because that's the sound of somebody having trouble breathing and that's a problem. Thankfully CPAP has largely fixed that.
I'll bet that if your partner's breathing changed, a gasp, a rattle, a pause, anything out of the regular pattern you came wide awake huh? That's what I was talking about when I mentioned knowing the difference between incoming and outgoing rounds in my sleep. The mind can adapt even in sleep. To me that's amazing.


Comshaw
 
I'll bet that if your partner's breathing changed, a gasp, a rattle, a pause, anything out of the regular pattern you came wide awake huh? That's what I was talking about when I mentioned knowing the difference between incoming and outgoing rounds in my sleep. The mind can adapt even in sleep. To me that's amazing.


Comshaw
The first time my oldest slept through the night, what woke me up was that he wasn't crying...
 
Yes, but not at 4.30 in the morning!
Didn't we mention this somewhere before? Give yourself five, maybe seven minutes to write some notes, then go back to sleep. Bits of dialogue you might use are good too. You don't actually have to write text, even if the story has been on-going on for a while. If it's an entirely new tale, my experience is that the notes will jog your memory when you look at them again.

I can tell when it's getting near five AM when the first trains out of Danbury or wherever start passing through. The ones with the big Diesels are especially noisy. Sometimes I just don't want to look at the clock. Oh yeah, then there are the motorcycle guys on the Parkway. That can be any time of the day or night.
 
That little experience proved one thing to me, that the human mind and body can adapt to some of the most extreme circumstances. So to me, Hicks catching a few zee's on the way down didn't seem to me to be out of the ordinary. Either that or I'm just a big ol' bundle of dead, insensitive nerves. I won't be taking bets on which it is.
I used to regularly sleep in nightclubs, at the edge of a dancefloor. Ideally behind a group of friends so I didn't get a succession of suddenly-'concerned' men coming and waking me up. Got that I'd tell staff I was having a nap, then have a couple hours kip before heading for the first Tube train on a Sunday morning. The vibrating floor was almost like a lullaby. Others never seemed to manage it.

I'm still good at falling asleep on trains and waking up for my stop. It's actually easier, now I can set an alarm, even though the tracks have got louder and there's the constant announcements.

But acute or chronic stress can occasionally stop me sleeping - baby-caused sleep deprivation left me unable to relax enough and ended up hallucinating. Not good. Then there's just bog-standard waking up from pain. The good painkillers give huge hangovers, or there's the ones where I stop caring so stay up, writing Lit stories among other things, while off my tits. In some cases it shows...
 
Didn't we mention this somewhere before? Give yourself five, maybe seven minutes to write some notes, then go back to sleep. -snip-
While this may work for you (and I’m envious if so!) it don’t always be like that, at least for me. Typically takes a lot of effort to stop the mental noise or lower it enough to conk out, and once it starts back up it takes the same effort again.

YMMV - I certainly don’t recommend running a mind like this deliberately!
 
That little experience proved one thing to me, that the human mind and body can adapt to some of the most extreme circumstances. So to me, Hicks catching a few zee's on the way down didn't seem to me to be out of the ordinary. Either that or I'm just a big ol' bundle of dead, insensitive nerves. I won't be taking bets on which it is.

Comshaw
I never saw action, but in boot camp we were so sleep deprived that I was able to sleep standing up in formation. I'd start marching before my eyes opened.
 
I never saw action, but in boot camp we were so sleep deprived that I was able to sleep standing up in formation. I'd start marching before my eyes opened.
I'm going to digress a bit, but I assume they are preparing you to be sleep-deprived on a deployment. (Or war, I should call it.) That has been the case throughout history.
 
A sequel.

Brain: "Hey!"
Body: "Leave me alone. I have to work."
Brain: "Hey! HEY!"
Body: "Fine, what do you want?"
Brain: "You know that story you're working on? The one we managed to get moving again?"
Body: "Yes. We wrote nearly a thousand words yesterday. Good stuff."
Brain: "Well, abandon it. I've got a much better story!"
Body: "No. NO. We're going to finish this one first."
Brain: "You haven't even heard my idea yet. I promise you, you'll love it."
Body: "No. Now go away. I have to work. Maybe if I finish on time, I can get some more writing done later. On that first story."
Brain: "A man spies a coven of witches summoning a demon."
Body: ...
Brain: "Full moon. Haunted hill. His girlfriend and her two best friends."
Body: ...
Brain: "Fantasy *and* voyeurism!"
Body: "Fuck. We're doing this, aren't we?"
 
Brain: "Hey! Are you awake?"
Body: "Hmmmm? What time is it?"
Brain: "I don't know. About 4.30am, I think."
Body: "Then why are you waking me up?"
Brain: "I've had a great idea! That story you were struggling with? I know how to get it to move forward."
Body: "Great. Tell me about it in the morning."
Brain: "No, let's go through it now. You see..."
Body (later): "Alright, fair enough. That could work I suppose. Now can we go to sleep again?"
Brain: "Wait! I've just had an idea for an amazing sex scene..."
Body (later): "OK, that's hot. That's really, really hot."
Brain: "I know, right? Makes you just want to climb on top of the redhead and make her scream."
Body: "Good idea! She's right here, after all. Let me just-"
Brain: "Are you nuts? She has to be up in an hour and a half! If you try poking that thing at her now, she'll chop it off! No, just go to sleep."
Body: "I hate you."
Brain: "Why aren't you going to sleep? Come on, we have to be up in a bit!"
Body: "Seriously, I hate you."

I am absolutely going through this at the moment, except even my body isn't stupid enough to even suggest trying anything with the GF at 4:30 in the morning 🙃 😆 🙃 😅
 
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Brain vs Body - Guest starring: Depression

Brain: "Hey! HEY!"
Body: "What? It's time for sleep, I'm tired."
Brain: "No, no sleep. Here are 37 reasons why we're worthless and don't deserve to exist."
Body: "..."
Brain: "Bet you can't sleep now, huh?"
Body: "...*sigh* Let's turn the PC back on and find some kind of distraction... again."

--------------------Different day--------------------
Brain: "Hey! HEY!"
Body: "What? It's sleepy time now."
Brain: "But I don't wanna sleep."
Body: "Why the hell not? Last time it was because you felt terrible, but for once, things have actually been pretty damn good this evening."
Brain: "I know! That's why I don't wanna sleep."
Body: "But we have to, otherwise we'll feel like shit tomorrow."
Brain: "We both know that's happening regardless. We always feel like shit in the morning. Right now though, if we stay up, we can feel like this for longer."
Body: "...*sigh* I'll turn on the light while you think of what we're gonna do then."
 
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My brain tends to start dying off around 9pm. By 10pm it's a vegetable. It just regenerates very quickly.
Fucking-A right! In bed and asleep by 10, but by 4:30AM my brain is like a kitten with the zoomies and writing erotica has only exacerbated the problem. My wife has awoken countless times at 6 to find me chilling in a hot bath reading stories.
 
Brain vs Body - Guest starring: Depression

Brain: "Hey! HEY!"
Body: "What? It's time for sleep, I'm tired."
Brain: "No, no sleep. Here are 37 reasons why we're worthless and don't deserve to exist."
Body: "..."
Brain: "Bet you can't sleep now, huh?"
Body: "...*sigh* Let's turn the PC back on and find some kind of distraction... again."

--------------------Different day--------------------
Brain: "Hey! HEY!"
Body: "What? It's sleepy time now."
Brain: "But I don't wanna sleep."
Body: "Why the hell not? Last time it was because you felt terrible, but for once, things have actually been pretty damn good this evening."
Brain: "I know! That's why I don't wanna sleep."
Body: "But we have to, otherwise we'll feel like shit tomorrow."
Brain: "We both know that's happening regardless. We always feel like shit in the morning. Right now though, if we stay up, we can feel like this for longer."
Body: "...*sigh* I'll turn on the light while you think of what we're gonna do then."
Just for the record, no one needs to feel sad for me. I just felt inspired by the original post. :)

Yeah it sucks, and I'm not exactly free of it yet. But I am better enough that I kinda find the contradictory sentiments yet identical results pretty funny at this point.
 
A sequel.

Brain: "Hey!"
Body: "Leave me alone. I have to work."
Brain: "Hey! HEY!"
Body: "Fine, what do you want?"
Brain: "You know that story you're working on? The one we managed to get moving again?"
Body: "Yes. We wrote nearly a thousand words yesterday. Good stuff."
Brain: "Well, abandon it. I've got a much better story!"
Body: "No. NO. We're going to finish this one first."
Brain: "You haven't even heard my idea yet. I promise you, you'll love it."
Body: "No. Now go away. I have to work. Maybe if I finish on time, I can get some more writing done later. On that first story."
Brain: "A man spies a coven of witches summoning a demon."
Body: ...
Brain: "Full moon. Haunted hill. His girlfriend and her two best friends."
Body: ...
Brain: "Fantasy *and* voyeurism!"
Body: "Fuck. We're doing this, aren't we?"
I posted this on 6 December last year. Full Moon on Old Jack's Hill was published on 10 December. Brain knew what it was talking about.
 
Sometimes they take turns.

Brain: Why'd you wake me? We need to be up in an hour it can wait.
Body: Gotta pee gotta pee gotta peeeee!
Brain: But we were having a really fun dream let's just go back to sleep and pee later.
Body: Nope, gotta peee now!
Brain: But but we were about to win.
Body: Dream later pee now.

A few minutes later
Body: Why aren't we going back to sleep? We've gotta get up in an hour.
Brain: Shush, I'm trying to figure out the plot inconsistencies in our dream.
 
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