My early morning routine has been called into question several times, mostly by my confused night owl friends. They can’t understand the compulsion to wake up bright and early to write, read or just fill my creative tank.
I get up early because no one else is up. I get up because no one is sending me emails or hijacking my agenda for their own needs. I get up because my muse is early riser.
However, the real reason I get up early is because I suffer from creative guilt . . . a painful, soul-crushing disease that makes devalues how I choose to express myself.