My life is pretty compartmentalized. There is the writer me and there is the scientist me. While I am very comfortable tapping the scientist me for the writing, the scientist me, for obvious reasons, only uses the skills of the writer and pretends in public forums that the writer doesn’t exist.

It is an interesting balance.

Make no mistake it is a balancing act. There’s a schedule inside my noggin that allows each to work.

Well, usually.

That schedule has been blown to bits this week as the scientist has taken center stage to attend classes, interview, and to finish up a conference.

So the writer is on a break and is a bit cranky. I’m behind in my story-telling. Which means bad news for those characters in the green room in my mind.

Eventually, things will return to equilibrium. I just hope it is sooner rather than later.

Until next time.