Lut woke rolled over. "It's my snoring, isn't?"
I stopped, realizing I was carrying my blanket. "No, no, it's not you."
"Yes it is."
"No, it's just that I've been getting up early and it's -- " I checked the clock. "Oh Lord, it's 3:40AM. I need to get back to sleep."
I lay down again. Ten minutes passed. I gave up and went into the den to turn on my computer. I was typing away when Lut woke once more. "Oh, sure it's not my snoring," he said, dubiously.
"It's not!" I called back. "I can't sleep. I need to write!"
I don't need sleep. I don't need food, I don't need anything, I only need to write the story, to write it all out until it's finally done. I can rest when it's over.
So close ....