Hey, everybody.  Saturday was a bust.

Jul 11, 2004

Hey, everybody. Saturday was a bust. Jonathon and I were both sick. I’ve managed to pull a muscles in my leg. So the day was shot. But today is a new day, and though neither of us is feeling a hundred percent. In fact, I’m probably going to have to see a doctor about the leg thing. I’m pretty sure it’s just a badly pulled muscle, but I’m not a doctor, so I’ll let someone who is, look at it. Damnit.
Anyway, we’re in the office trying to pull words out of thin air. People ask, how have you written so many books in such a short space of time? Answer, I feel like crap today, but I’m at my desk. I’m working. There are excuses I’ll accept for missing work, but damn few of them. How do you write a book? By putting your butt in a chair and writing more days in a row than you miss. Sorry if this is brief, but I’ve got to save my energy for the book. Talk later.