If We Don't, Who Will?

Sometimes the days when I am most productive are the days I feel like I've gotten nothing done, because of the sheer amount of time I've spent running around with my hair on fire. I guess adulthood, motherhood, and working in publishing are all like that.

So here I am with one book revised and out of the way, a short story boiling in the foreground (got to get to that before it boils over and spills something) and a ton of correspondence done. Where did the weekend go? Oh, yeah. I worked...