A little breathing space

Yesterday I bit the bullet and wrote Steve Jackson Games. I explained that my brain had decided to misfire and this was causing me to run late with the book. Today I heard from the Line Editor, I've been given a two-week extension on the deadline.

Now I really need to knuckle down. Part of the problem has been the mental fuzziness I get from my morning medications. 600mg of trileptal leaves me slow and confused for a few hours. This state is not conductive to good writing. Anything I do get down in this state always need extensive re-writes.

So from now on, I'm crawling out of bed when Kiri gets up for work, taking my meds, and going back to bed. The neurology nurse said there was nothing wrong with this plan. So, hopefully, production will pick up.

In other news, I'm now being flirted with by two very cute and desirable women.. neither of whom is closer that 500 miles away. *grin*