Back to Bed

I tried to get up this morning before work to write. When I was working on the first draft of my most recent freelance project, I was able to get up at 7, stow myself in the back corner of a local Starbucks, and type madly for about two hours before running down Varick Street … Continue reading Back to Bed

My Mind Is Elsewhere

I have reached chapter 7 of my revision. I should plow through. I should. But my mind is on other things. Floating up in there are all the foods I can't eat because I am on a (stupid) diet—how often can a person think of frosted cupcakes?—and then I think, Well, what can I eat … Continue reading My Mind Is Elsewhere