I realize there’s been next to nothing here since the “end” of the book last week. I have a podcast, but I’m in that point of the editing where I’ve listened to it, and now I want to rewrite the whole fraking chapter.

This is not a good scenario.

So: a window into my brain right now. No, you don’t want to see it. I’m forcing myself to contine to write every day, and sometimes, that’s all I’ve got in me. My kid is sick again (OMGWTFBBQWTH!!?!?!?!?!?!) and I spent most of today wrangling him and/or decluttering the horror that is our house right now. Blog posting is not conducive, and unfortunately for you, writing in actual works of fiction takes precedence.

I tried to get Alderpod #18 together, but the forces conspired against me. In spite of the fact that my child naps every day of his life from 2-4, or therabouts, today was not that day. So my middle-of-the-day time was a big sucking vortex.

The pathetic culmination of my day? In spite of the fact I wrote somewhere around 3K (which I know I should be proud of, but honestly, the quality is so… meh… that it feels a lot less exciting), I gave up somewhere around 8:30pm and went and watched Picture Perfect on Hulu. Yes, I watched a romantic comedy with Jennifer Aniston and Jay Mohr (and Kevin Bacon, because he’s in every movie ever made). And throughout the entire film I kept thinking: “Wow, Jay Mohr is really freaky in this. His eyes are dead. This would be so much more awesome if the guy she pretended to be engaged to ended up a zombie!”

And I’m going to stop now, because I don’t have anything interesting to say at this point other than: sorry. I will try to suck less, and be more full of win…