So I sat here in front of the TV most of the night sending stories over the ethereal transom. This is a bit of work. I mean, no one who knows I write ever asks about how much time it takes to do the non-writing part of this stuff. I suppose you could just throw stories at markets, but I like to take a bit more thought and actually target stuff in directions I think make sense.
Of course, I could be getting it wrong anyway.
Tomorrow AM it’s back to the fun stuff–you know, the actual writing. [grin]
Of course, I did manage to get a bit of actual writing in this morning, so it’s not all business.