Here's the thing about the academic year:

It is the worst possible time for me to write anything that involves even a little bit of brain. It's difficult for me not to write anything for long stints of time, but most of what I end up producing during the school year is approximately as clear as the window of a school bus that's been slept on by eight different kids without a washing, and not nearly as interesting to look at. That generally means that books and short stories get poured back int...