Baby Writer/Aging Writer

I used to could, when I was a baby writer, get up at six, go to work, work eight hours, come home and eat, and then write for six hours more, get to bed at one or two o'clock, and then get up and six and do it all over again.

Not only could I manage on four or five hours of sleep a night, I could write on such a schedule. True, I was smoking in those days; nicotine is very helpful to brain chemistry, though terrible for the body. And I was sleeping twelve hours a night on the weekend. But still.

Now if I only get four hours of sleep one night, I am useless for the next week. UGH.