Such a creature of habit am I that if I do not write my slice in the morning, I’m doomed.
So here it is nearing 9PM; I’ts more than twelve hours later than my usual writing time. Twelve more whole hours that could have inspired me to notice, to collect ideas, to ponder, or to think and what do I have to show for it?
Nada, zippo, zilch, naught. As Jerry Seinfeld’s George Costanza would say, “I got nuthin.”
Lesson learned: write in the morning. No matter what.