Looks like it’s going to be my third all nighter in as many nights. I’m three weeks past my original book deadline and six days away from my revised, last chance saloon, can’t possibly be missed or I’ll destroy the entire publishing machine, deadline.

Tonight I have to write 6000 words. An entire chapter re-write. I’m just not happy with the current version – mostly not because of the actual writing, but rather because it doesn’t quite fit with the narrative of the book.

It’s 12:43am, San Francisco time; I’ve just made a pot of coffee; I have three notepads open beside me and XFM is playing in my ears.