We writers have a fundamental problem of being too damn sexy. As usual, Neil Gaiman has the answer.

Well this past year was pretty much a total bust for me. I sold the last story I wrote (literally days before the baby arrived), and got my Honorable Mention from the distinguished Writers of the Future, but otherwise I got nothing done. I’m working on ways to make time to write, though, possibly re-arranging my schedule a bit and re-programming the portions of my brain the control when I find it reasonable to wake up in the morning. So we’ll see.

Meanwhile, I just read this, and it’s probably the most fun I’ve had reading anything lately. You should check it out.