When I started writing seriously a couple of years ago, a few things had to change to support my habit. When you work a demanding day job, and you often stumble out of the office craving a little more than what the nine to five offers, you need to establish certain routines that support the extra shamble home. The people who tell you to exercise and eat right? They’ve got the right idea. The better shape your body is in, the better likelihood you’ve got to plant yourself in front of a keyboard for a few extra hours every night and churn some words that don’t suck.
It takes fuel.
Yeah, there’s coffee, but the body builds up a tolerance.
I like to start my day with something special. I’ve taken to calling it zombie juice, because in the unfortunate event that you try to exchange words with me before ten a.m. I’ll have a mason jar of this stuff in my fist and I will be giving you that telltale Romero-esque thousand yard stare that suggests I’m considering ripping you limb from limb, yanking off your skullcap and making a scramble of the dicey stuff between your ears.
It’s a smoothie. There is a formula. It makes you a little more human when it’s the first thing to touch your lips in the morning.
I promise.
(Also, it’s got a bunch of nutrients and enzymes and will kick your butt into high gear until lunch.)
Zombie Juice: The Formula for a Monster Smoothie
Amy Giuffrida
Sounds yummy, Kira. I might just try this since my morning cup of Joe doesn’t seem to have the same kick anymore!
kirabutler
Amy GiuffridaI often make a few mason jars worth for the week and just leave them in the fridge to grab n’ go. Super efficient. Enjoy!