Reality Blog: It’s Gotta Be Quittin’ Time Sometime


There’s nothing quite like the pure darkness of an early country morning. There’s a tangible quiet to those almost-witching hours when nothing’s moving and even the coyotes have gone silent.

It’s the best time and place in the world for deep sleep.

Unfortunately for my 11-year-old self, back on the ranch in Arizona, it was not the easiest place to wake up early.

At the time, I’d figured out that if I got up at 4:00 a.m. (the earliest time a preteen was allowed out of bed), I could finish my schoolwork by nine or ten. Which meant I could spend the rest of the morning writing my second novel on Mama’s old typewriter.

Yay for homeschooling!

The trouble was that in an effort to make sure I was getting up by four, I was waking up by three and even two in the morning. Plus, I didn’t have an alarm clock, so to pull that off, I just couldn’t allow myself to sleep all that hard.

In other words, I wasn’t sleeping enough… and it started to take a toll.

That was when my parents gave me one of the best birthday presents I’ve ever received.

Suzanna Fitzgerald

Suzanna Fitzgerald


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