One thing about writing and researching is you can’t do them simultaneously. Not even with two hands and two eyes—Nature conspired to make sure that we use each pair of faculties on one thing at a time, organ playing and parlor tricks notwithstanding. Seeing how I’m ostensibly writing a novel, one set in a period about which I know only a smattering, I’ve got to get me some of that sweet, sweet research, so this week you don’t get you much of that sweet, sweet writing. Sorry not sorry.
Go go go!