Sprinting
As much as I’d like to, for the past few days I just haven’t had the time to write a decent blog entry. I’ve promised the producers the latest draft of the Wedding Comedy by Monday, so I’m working as hard as I can… WHEN I can: between the day job, the Peanut and the sick Missus (thanks to the Peanut), finding twenty minutes of sustained writing time is about as miraculous as seeing the face of Jesus on a burrito. Hopefully things will ease up a little this weekend and I can put the finishing touches on the draft and then have time for such leisure-time activities as staring blankly at a wall. And then blogging about it.
Anyway, the WriterDad chronicle of fear and self-loathing will resume soon enough, don’t you worry.
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WriterDad 
September 11, 2008 at 1:00 pm
Oh darlin’, the first rule of blogging is one must ignore all of one’s real life obligations.
Just kidding. Good luck with the rewrite. And the beautiful baby girl.
September 12, 2008 at 4:58 am
Oh, that’s right. I keep forgetting that rule. 🙂
Thanks!
September 13, 2008 at 8:24 am
That’s it, you’re off my feed reader.
September 14, 2008 at 6:59 pm
You still sprinting? Cause at this point, it’s more like a marathon…
September 15, 2008 at 6:23 pm
Best of luck to you man. It is rough. Not trying to scare you, but we had our first baby 8 years ago (second one 4 years ago) and it is still a near-miracle to get 20 minutes of writing time…
September 16, 2008 at 2:23 am
Dave — yeah, it was a sprinting marathon. It’s a miracle I didn’t cramp up.
Robb — I’m afraid. I’m very afraid. 🙂