I've been so busy planning the tour and doing stuff with the books coming out, I haven't had much time to WRITE write. I'm telling myself that's okay. That it's all part of the bigger picture. But it seems more and more time I would have used to write a year ago is now used to network, email, fix websites, attend events I should attend, and other schmoozey bullshit. It's turning me into more of a social hermit, since staying in at night seems to be the only way to get anything I actually care about done.
Maybe it's just growing up. I'm going to be 27 on Wednesday, after all.