Moving to Freedom, .Org

Doing the Needful

It’s 2am. Again.

It’s two a.m., the fear hasn’t gone
I’m sitting here waitin’, the keyboard’s not warm
Maybe my internet connection is wired for taking no chances…

When I wrote and named the 2am post last month, I wasn’t thinking about the Golden Earring song. That recognition came later, a happy coincidence.

It’s two a.m. …”

I remember first hearing those words, a long time ago now. They were portentous, not in the “pompous and pretentiously weighty” sense of the word, but rather, “full of unspecifiable significance; exciting wonder and awe.”


I didn’t understand the spoken words that begin the song:

“Somewhere in a lonely hotel room,
There’s a guy starting to realize
That eternal fate has turned its back on him,”

But they still created an ominous lead into the next line, “It’s two a.m. …” And that line set it all up. First spoken, then leading off the singing part. The song was urgent and mysterious and full of dread. It brought me into the twilight zone. Maybe not as much now, with thirty years of familiarity, but I still like the song.

And what does this have to do with the title of this post, “Doing the Needful?”

Maybe nothing. Maybe everything.

I’m still getting up between two and three a.m. every day, to make time for writing. I’m having most of my usual fear, uncertainty, and doubt. I’m resisting putting the words down. The yapping and the barking are as loud as ever.

But I have a little bit of hope and faith. I can change the way I am. Maybe this is a portentous time in my career, in all senses of the word. I might be in the twilight zone, but I don’t feel like eternal fate has turned its back on me. I don’t realize that, yet.

Write every day.

Do the needful.