Under the influence

I’m tired. I’m so tired that if I were to speak I’d verge on the nonsensically incoherent. But I’m tired for  - as far as I’m concerned – the best of reasons. I was up until 4am this morning working on a story. And now, the day is almost done with, and I don’t want to go to bed yet. So I’m contemplating beginning a new story, whilst under the mellowing influence of Swedish pear cider. Which got me thinking about all those writers (who all seem to be men) known for writing under the influence: Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Philip K. Dick (I didn’t want to refer to him only by his surname), Thompson, Carver… seriously, where are the women? Baudelaire, Kerouac, Burroughs, Huxley… and I did have a train of thought about this, but it wandered away. Probably because of the tiredness. And it doesn’t matter.

Anyway, because I’m ridiculously tired, and slightly mellow, I wonder – with many digressions with which I will not bore – if any of you use more than sleep deprivation and caffeine to fuel word bingeing?

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