Less efficiancy.

Writing used to be holing up in the computer room one or two nights a week with me, Jimmy Cliff and a blank computer screen. These days, it's me, the TV and a baby that needs attention. Brief spurts between commercials, or baby fussings, and my brain cramps. I think it'll be this way for a while. Which means I'll start a lot more things than I'll finish, but I'll keep trying. Maybe I'll end up smarter and having more to write about in the near future.