It's a damned mess in here, not helped by my sons' gaming gear, as well as the cushions on the sofa having been taken inside the house while the living room sofa is being rejuvenated, restuffed, and resurfaced (new slip covers). Trying to pretend that's the reason I'm not getting any work done, but it's really because there's a week to go, and I'm entering into 'sales' mode. Have to start talking to people in bookstores.
But what does a writer enjoy more? Talking about his book, of course.