It’s really late: about 1:30AM. But I laid out what I wanted to get done today, and I wanted to report that I did it all.

Except going to the bank.

Heck, I even sent off two good sized invoices today.

Why do I worry that clients will see my invoices, consider my work, and decide I’m not worth it? Is this common to all, or most, writers?

Anyway, this evening I’ve come to a conclusion: Eric Clapton has got way more soul than you would expect from a white dude. Man, that guy is good.

More later.

Carpe somnium!