The biggest challenge I’m facing right now as a writer is finding a balance between living the grist, and getting it down afterwards. Heck, I’m just barely managing to get enough sleep. Blogging, editing, book writing, what’s that?
In the most recent stats I wrote something about “Nights I came home before midnight”. Well, we might have to change that to “Nights I’ve come home before 3 a.m.”.
So, after returning nearly every night or day with a new story, my new best poker media friend, John Caldwell, who will soon get very annoyed if I call him every morning to tell him who tried to play “WHIVSIV” with me, said he smelled a book. Well, I think of book ideas all the time, but this one felt right the minute he said the title. Have I mentioned I’m a sucker for a catchy book title?
100 Nights in Las Vegas
Actually, let me count out the actual number right now. Yep, I’ll get to 100. That will be July 24. Maybe we should make it 101.
Anyway, that’s the latest from the desert. I’m determined to get myself into a working routine…so off I go. Back at it. I’ll be blogging and editing in no time. Matter of minutes. Hmmm….or maybe I should email Jenny Bent first.