Work vs. Play

I’m afraid my daughter’s gotten pretty spoiled to me being on hiatus from copyediting. I’m taking part in the writers’ workshop at Wiscon, and I received the stories to look over last night. Blaine walked into the kitchen for a snack as I was taking the manuscripts out of their envelope, and she immediately stopped with a look of dismay. “Oh no!” she said. “Not again!” She then ran off in search of Bill, yelling, “Daaadddy! Mommy has projects!!”