My big shiny book is almost done. Just a few more edits and I'm off to the races, or whatever you want to call the Amazon self-pub machine. There's only one problem.
I'm in the middle of an edit funk.
Today has been the proud owner of not a single scrap of useful work. I've tweaked my book cover (yes, again), made cover images for both my facebook and twitter pages, and stared at pages and pages of text without reading or making a single note. I've got ten more chapters to work through another draft, and at least one more wave of edits to do afterward. I'm stalled at the finish line, or at least close to it.
They've got to make a pill for this, right?
Alright, back to work. Or rather, to work in the first place.