American Gods, the latest work by the great Neil Gaiman, has just arrived on my doorstep, courteously delivered (I’m sure - I wasn’t here at the time) by a brown-shirted UPS man.
Unfortunately, it is now 11:10 pm. I get to telecommute tomorrow, meaning no one can oversee me directly, and I have a major deadline of Friday afternoon.
Will I be able to resist the temptation? Will I start reading now and stay awake until all hours? Will I succumb and not do my allocated workload (a distinctly bad idea, since I was recently promoted over the objections of a number of higher-ups)? Or will I manage, somehow, to do my work, read during lunch, get what I need to do done, and satisfy my Gaiman fix?
Well - I couldn’t do it for Neverwhere. Why should this be any different?