Time, lack thereof

This whole full-time day job, writing at night and on the weekends deal means, way too often, that if I’m being at all literarily productive, everything else — the house, the gym, my sleep schedule, etc., etc. — goes to complete hell.


In other news, my spam continues to increase geometrically, but I think some emails that are actually intended specifically for me aren’t getting through. So if you’ve emailed me lately and I haven’t responded, comment here and/or try again. (And if you’re extra-savvy, tell me why this spam filter isn’t working.)

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