I have bread in progress since the children have left one loaf remaining of our bread stocks. I have a story to write, I'm helping a mentee prep their tale for the Promptcast, and I have been procrastinating on Chapter Two of Beloved's dream-inspired AI-made thing to read.
[I still think it's vaguely insulting to go up to a writer and say, "Hey, read this thing I made with the help of the slop machine." but I still love my wife and her slop machine is more ethical than a lot of them, I guess...]
And to be fair, she needs her time for things that will actually make money. Which haven't paid off quite yet. Damn that inanimate carbon blob who decided not to pay for quality work.
Anyway, today's story will be periodically interrupted by bread. Best to get a rattle on with it.