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Seasonal energetic disorder

I love the long days of spring/summer. I’m sure I’m not alone in that, but it’s not so much the sunshine, or watching the flowers come into bloom that makes me smile. It’s the amount of stuff I get done.

The only things I’ve ever read about the seasons and the affect have on people has been negative – seasonal affective disorder and the depression that can cause. I’ve never heard anything positive about long days, but positive effects are what I find in my house at this time of year. I hope perhaps if I blog about it other people will say, “Me, too.”

When people ask if I’m a morning or a night person I don’t really know what to say because the answer is, really, neither. In winter I want to sleep late AND go to bed early, which is entirely rubbish, however, in the summer it all reverses and I’m up and writing or in the garden at 6am and eager to keep going after tea, surprised to find that it’s 8pm and time to start the bedtime routine.

So at the moment I’m loving the long days because of the way the WIP is jogging along nicely, my TBR pile is diminishing, and those bits of DIY around the house are getting done. I just have to remember this when it’s December and things go into reverse – unless I could find a way to move to the southern hemisphere for November – February and maintain my current productivity. Hmm…

I can’t believe I’m the only person to experience this – does anyone else find their energy levels expanding with the length of the days?

Spoilt for Choice

An array of great books waiting to be read
How I feel facing my recently acquired TBR pile.

I was in enough trouble yesterday when I drafted this post. Then I went to the library. I didn’t need any more books, I wasn’t going to get any more books … but I thought I might as well have a little look, just in case. Yeah, well, all readers know how that one ends.

So I’ve now got 5 books from the library, 3 just arrived from Amazon, 2 previews on my Kindle that I want to download and read, and 3 loaned from friends that I “must read”.

This is good, because I’d hate to run out of books, but such a surfeit of wonders also makes me uneasy because I’ve found in the past that when I’ve got lots of books waiting, the first couple are read while the rest slide into my TBR pile, never to surface again.

It’s as though, once they lose the gloss of ‘new’ (to me) I don’t love them so much and would rather move onto the next new thing rather than reading something I’ve had kicking around for weeks.

I hate to think I’m so fickle, and maybe I’m a victim of The Paradox of Choice (click through if you’re interested in the psychology of it). In short, the idea is that more choice makes it harder to make a decision, rather than easier.

Problem is, I’d hate to have less choice in books – because the nightmare that wakes me screaming is that I’ve run out of things to read.

Since cloning isn’t yet available, I guess there is a simple alternative…

Young person facedown on an open book with other books around them