I really slept late this morning. By late, I mean well past 12:00–noon. I was up well past 2:00am finishing two more chapters in my second book, SURVIVING RECURRENCE. (Many 2s and wells there. Synchronicity?) Once I am “in the zone” it’s difficult to break my concentration and stop typing. “Leave the rest for tomorrow,” is not in my vocabulary. By mid-chapter, I am driven. Forget food and water, I’m content in my self-inflicted jail cell. This driven feeling... Read more