Writers wait a lot. We wait for good news and sometimes—oh, lovely sometimes—we get it. Other times, not so much. Here are some of the things I do to distract myself from waiting.
- Write something new.
- Walk with the doggies.
- Eat chocolate.
- Do the Sunday NYT crossword puzzle.
- Do housework (of which there is a never-ending supply).
- Read (as there is likewise a bottomless to-be-read pile).
- Write some more of the new thing.
- Sleep.
I suppose now I can add blogging to the list. It could certainly replace housework.


