Now I so much more realize the crucial flavor of waking disgustingly early to write. When no one’s up. When I’m not needed by anyone, anything, but the page. I’ll yes write this evening after the babes are in-dream, but there’s no hour and creative feel like an hour such as 4 or 5AM.
Ignore any exhaustion, just write. You know time is a material precious. So stay at the page. Don’t stop, Daddy. Just keep telling the writer-father story.