Seriously, you’re not.
My editor at the Eagle? She’s the boss of me, and today (well, technically yesterday) I finished an interview, which will be added to the restaurant review I have due this week.
My editor at Globe Pequot? She’s the boss of me, and it is for her that I have been working non-stop for the past few months, so I can get the draft of my next book in on deadline.
You? I didn’t promise you anything in exchange for money, so if some of my writing is going to be short-changed, guess where.
More here in February, I promise.