If the world really is divided between writers who are larks and writers who are owls, normally I'm a lark. Lately, though, I'd say my larkishness has become a bit more bewildered-by-being-awake-in-the-day owly - I'm sleeping later, starting work later, blinking in the winter light, such as it is, and fantasizing about naps. Maybe it's the time of year. Maybe it's the state of the world. Is anyone else finding their larks are turning owlish, or their owls are becoming larky?
And which medieval owl are you feeling like today?
(Thanks to Michelle Lovric for putting the Medieval Owl Scale up on Facebook.)
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4 comments:
With the state of things today, Joan, I identify with owl 3 and its expression of outrage and indignation.
I seem to be moving in the opposite direction to you. I was always an owl but now find myself getting up while it's still dark and watching the garden emerge from darkness while I eat breakfast. I still often stay up until the small hours, though. Just need less sleep, I suppose.
Owl 8 with occasional moments of Owl 2.
I drop off to sleep easily but then wake around 3 which always feels too early to be useful other than for listening to audio.
Definitely 2. Fluffy headed. Easily distracted. Entirely lacking any self discipline. :-)
I would love to have a Zoom meeting where everybody appeared as an owl. A Zoom Parliament of Owls.
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