My writing daemon is a bit put out at the moment. In fact both he and my craft daemon are giving me the frown. See they just don’t like this earning a living malarkey if it doesn’t involve them.
To their credit, they have gotten pretty good recently at time-sharing my attention. Gone are the days when one would lure the other into a holding cell and lock the door to stake out a few weeks or months of dominance. They do however, still resent the day-job and the part of my brain that likes what it gets to do at work.
It’s not like I’m completely neglecting them. Weaving is happening after hours and editing during lunch breaks, so I think they’re being churlish.