This post is going to go over the head of anyone who hasn’t watched every season of the TV show Parks and Recreation at least three times, but here goes. Apparently there are lots of people out there with Chris Traeger brains. Ever optimistic. Able to motivate themselves. Supremely fit. Always able to stick to their diets.

I am not that person. I am the person with the Andy Dwyer brain. The brain that wonders how just-in-time supply chains work in supermarkets when the toilet paper is running low. Who got distracted by learning astrology as research for a character in the next novel, and is now thinking of becoming an astrologer. Who starts a diet at 6.00 AM and breaks it at 7:05AM. Also, I can’t run. My brain is distracted by everything, but occasionally decides to do grown-up things. Which is terrible for a writer. 😂