Wanting Sleep

For everyone out there who wants to be a sports writer and only see the glory in it, let this be a lesson that our lives are about more than simply getting good seats at basketball games.
As you can tell by the time of this post, I am up quite late. That is the result of having to finish my stories in time for a special section we’ll be putting out on the Sun this Friday. I was hoping to have more done by now, but I got derailed with a couple of stories earlier in the day, including Willnett Crockett being cut somewhat unexpectedly by Los Angeles.
I still love what I do, but I figured it’s worth pointing out that us writers are also capable of having odd parts of our jobs.