This is how dumb I am: I began my life as a freelance writer in January of 1995, and it took me until May of 2021 to finally give myself permission NOT to work on weekends. To be fair, that might be less about being dumb and more about being an obsessive perfectionist putting too much pressure on myself, or perhaps loving the nickname "The Machine" a literary agent once gave me and trying to prove to the world that I could crank out books at an inhuman pace with no cost to bo