I have shitloads of writing to do. I take the train to Portland. I hole up in a cheap hotel. I write. I get a 1000 words down. I leave my hotel room. I walk to See's Candies. I buy myself two Cashew Brittles. I walk back to my hotel room. I write another 1000 words down. I leave my hotel, go back to See's, buy two more Cashew Brittles, return to hotel, write another 1000 words. That's how I've always done it.

NOW WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!?!?

Damn recession.