Eight years, two books, and hundreds of op-ed pieces later, I no longer believe that authors must work an eight-hour day in order to be considered real writers.

Sitting down to write this is the longest stretch I’ve managed in two days, and it’s because I’m on a deadline.

Focus, damn it...although if no one notices, why continue writing?

Essential to preparing for work is getting things organized. But—first things first—I need to make my coffee.