The amazing thing is that the days are going so quickly. I'm working in an office five days a week, 9 hours a day, and my daily routine is not exactly awe-inspiring. It's just okay. And yet, the weeks are flying and turning into quick months that I seem to knock back like shots (or like I used to knock back shots). I've been writing, too, but mainly I've been catching up on bills. Catching up, mind you, does not mean I'm getting caught up. I have my priorities, my family, my writing. In fact, I'm rather enjoying the dual reality of office life, writer by night. Teacher when a class comes up I can take on. It's all kind of fun. But I say all this to say that my routines--my day-to-day--have taken some getting used to. The time management thing has come to me slowly. But, this is what working writers must do. What I've always done as a student and must do as one who has graduated into the world. We writers. We must find the delight when and where we can. Night, weekends, ridiculously early in the mornings. And we do, and we keep going. So, to all my working writers out there, keep going. I am.