So doing this on the book tour MIGHT have been a bad idea, but I’m going to give it another shot because I actually have tomorrow night free after dinner. Then Thursday is a slammed day again, then Friday some free time . . . I’m thinking I might be able to do this.

So tomorrow I’ll write. No, REALLY. Because if I don’t write some fiction soon, my head is going to explode. And I think I need to do Crash’s plot first. So I’m going to go to bed and fall asleep thinking about it and maybe I’ll have it in the morning. Dreamwork. No, it really works. Well, it works when I don’t take half a sleeping pill. We’ll see how pharmaceuticals affect the creative unconscious. I’m hoping they don’t take it out with a mallet.