What’s the best part of your day?

My husband likes to start his day with a brisk cup of coffee, so first thing in the morning, before he goes in to the classroom, he enjoys the flavor of the moment before spending the rest of the day on his feet performing in front of the students.

Drinking coffee isn’t a habit I picked up, despite having had two parents who both enjoyed the brew. However, starting in the cool months and going on through late spring, I particularly enjoy a cup of hot chai tea latte. So as I sit down at the computer in the morning to write, I have my own favorite flavor moment.

Our beverage of choice delights our taste buds, warms our insides, and gives us a moment to prepare for the day.

The hours ahead are a blank slate waiting to be filled with our work. My husband can either be thrilled or frustrated over his efforts with the students, depending on how lessons, experiments and demos are received. For me, my insights come either from the research I do on whatever project I’m immersed in, perhaps learning a new perspective from reading, or from moving forward in the writing process to see where the characters will take me . What will the day unfold? Who knows! But it’s bound to be different from the one before, for both my husband and for me.

But as my husband likes to say, that moment sipping our favorite beverage is the best of the day. It’s all downhill from there. Reality sets in. Too often, students don’t want to be enlightened, or characters refuse to play out whatever scene should come next. Unexpected distractions come along, time fillers and wasters, so that an hour might go by with nothing of value to show for it.

Of course, both of us have days where everything just seems to fit. On those days that delicious start is followed by a sense of accomplishment and achievement, of progress and satisfaction. Which of course feeds into future first-thing-in-the-morning hopes when we’ll savor another day ahead, hoping that moment isn’t the highlight even if that’s what it turns out to be. Because no matter how the day goes, at least we started it out with a pleasant moment!

That’s life from a morning person’s perspective. Since both of us are morning people, I know only from two of my late-nighter children that such morning moments don’t seem to exist. For them the day only gets interesting in the evening, and if they could they would stay up until well into the night, sleeping away whatever is left of any moments containing an “a.m.”.

I wonder what the split is? Are there more morning people in the world, or those who are energized as the day dwindles? Which are you?

Having officially started my day with my latte at my side, I’m going to get to work. Revisions today, on my spring release Bees In The Butterfly Garden. I hope you’ll check back next Monday when I reveal the new cover. I keep saying each new cover is the most beautiful one I’ve received yet, and this is no exception. It really is gorgeous, and I hope you’ll agree!