Well, I've decided to shake things up for a while and see if I can't get through my writing dolldrums.

Instead of trying to write after work, when I've just used most of my mental energy fixing one title insurance issue or another, I've started getting up at three a.m. and getting my two and a half hours in before I go to work.

So this is a notice to all of those who know me and love me and don't want me to chew your head off: I'm asleep at 9:00 pm Sunday through Thursday. Bug me at your own risk.

I started this morning and to tell the truth, it was great. I only managed to get out another five hundred words or so, but I felt less restricted. Maybe this auctoral constipation will start to fade with the laxative of early morning peace. I'll let you know.

And yes, I'm still going to keep up this journal in the same topic oriented fashion. I just needed a break for a couple of days to refresh my angst.

Until next time,

Joseph Haines, signing off from The Edge of The Abyss.