Yup, I could work on all those revisions I mentioned Monday. Or, I could do laundry, sweep the stairs (because who can work when the stairs are dirty?), make another cup of coffee, criticize other people’s endings (much more fun), and surf realty porn.

That last is particularly satisfying. For example, just look at this cottage on Galiano Island:

I bet I could do a great revision if I had my own writer’s retreat.