The university is closed on Monday for The Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Day. I haven’t told my wife I’m off work that day. My plan is to leave home just like usual, come to the office and spend eight glorious hours writing fiction, editing fiction … being a fiction writer. I’d never get that luxury at home. The kids are out of school, you see. The wife would want to do exciting things like shop for groceries. Then, pretty soon it’d be time for her to go to work and there I’d be, home alone with the kids and no writing to show for the day off.
Shhh. Don’t tell I’m having an affair and sneaking around to be with my work computer.