Once upon a time, back when I was taking a break between day jobs, I fancied myself writing all day, every day. I was going to tackle all my stories and make serious progress!

As it turned out, the only things I tackled were naps. Lots and lots of naps.

Sometimes I think I would like to try again. But I happen to like my current day job. My bank account likes my current day job, too. Maybe I’ll revisit the idea in ten years or so, when I semi-retire.

Until then, I’ll just have to write around my job. And my naps.