I just glanced at the time and realized something I've been realizing a lot lately - it's almost 5 o'clock in the morning!!! Geesh!
Where does the time go?!
I'm more than halfway through the story I'm writing now, and it sure has been causing me all kinds of headaches. I guess that's what I get for being a writer with a full-time day job, a part-time gig and a teeny-tiny bit of a social life I try to nurture every now and then. Basically, I don't sleep, or at least, not much and not on any kind of schedule that could pass for normal.
Gee, it's amazing I'm able to function enough to piece together any type of coherent story, but my critique partner reassures me this one is a keeper so far. Then again, I'm kind of convinced it takes a certain type of insanity to become a writer in the first place, and getting no sleep does have a tendency to make a person act nuts. There's a myth that the best writers throughout history have all been mad geniuses. I think I understand now. I bet they didn't get any sleep either. In which case, there's hope for me yet. Perhaps I'll finally snap and write something absolutely incredible one of these days.
That's me, always trying to look on the positive side of things.
I wonder what it will be like when I get closer to the release date for "Cry Wolf"? Oh lord, I don't think I want to even think about that right now. I think I'm going to go try and get a little bit of sleep.