Normally, I’m a very disciplined writer. Honest. But over the past month, it’s gotten harder and harder to keep myself on the page. Life keeps getting in the way. I mean to get my quota of pages done, but then I think, I’ll just check the blogosphere, see what’s going on with the election, maybe read a couple of news stories and catch whatever Jon Stewart said last night. Next thing I know, I’ve lost an hour of writing time following through on today’s news. I tell myself it’ll get better after the election, but I’m not sure. Right now I’m obsessed with current events and they’re keeping me from finishing up my latest Konigsburg saga. Is it wrong to be writing about romance when the world looks like it’s going to hell? Not really. But sometimes it’s hard to get yourself in the mood. Konigsburg is a kind of fairyland, apart from the real anxieties of 2008. I like being there. But sometimes I have to struggle to find my ticket back.