Work in progress

For the past 16 months, I have been writing a book while trying to maintain a passable version of a freelance career.

How is it going?

“Why am I writing this book?” I moaned to my wife precisely 14 hours ago.

I’m approaching 88,000 words. The manuscript maxes out at 100,000 words and is due exactly two weeks from when I’m writing this. I’m going to stagger across the finish line past the paramedics’ waiting arms and face plant into the closest shrub.

I wish I could present an unbeatable plan for how I pulled everything off, tied the book in a neat