I’m almost done for the day. I have a handful of things—post, podcast edit prep—but then I’m done. And I have no idea how I’m going to “celebrate” that being done, no idea what’s going to be my final activity for the day. I have some ideas. None of them are ambitious. Ambitious in terms of blogging or something similar, nothing actually ambitious. The thing about creative ambitions is how much control you can have over them. But you lose control as you become more ambitious, which is why so many novels are bad. I mean, really. It is.