That goes for the morning and the afternoon.

Yesterday I had to do a voice over at two in the afternoon. Home from work, deal with barking units, hit bed. Get up 3 hours later with little sleep.

Record tracks in studio (really fun, great director who I’ve worked with before. 15 minutes in and out.)

Work on novel until 1800.

Wife/dinner/dog time until 2100.

Bed.  And back up 5 hours later.

So now it’s 0633, I’ve reviewed the contest rules, taken the migraine pills, fed the dogs, eaten a snack and I’m so tired I can barely keep my eyes open.

Back to bed for a few hours and then resume work on book.

This whole “author thing” is not as glamorous as the movies make it seem. Except perhaps “Lost Weekend” and “Misery.”

Later folks.