All Work All the Time This is -- as many of us can attest -- the recession, and possible depression, of the overworked. Everyone who has a relatively secure income is working their backsides off because in most places you're doing well to be doing what used to be done by two people. Doing the work of 3, 4 or even more is the norm. And that's just on the day job. There's still homes to keep more or less in order, sleep (which, strangely enough, happens whether you have time for it or not), food, and of course, writing. Those whose job is writing are also working their backsides off because there's less money for each book, so they have to write more books just to stay afloat -- if that's even possible. If they haven't been quietly shown the back door by their publisher, or directed towards one of the more noxious "we're not really a publisher but we're going to do all that messy publisher-y stuff for you and, oh, yes, take a hefty chunk of anything it makes" agency Not-A-Publisher arrangements. Or they've gone indie. No matter which, there's more work in it. Every single one of my employed, contracting, or self-employed friends is busier than they've ever been in their lives. The authors who've gone indie not only need to write as much or more, they need to handle that icky business stuff, and worse promotion stuff. So do all the other authors, whether they