My bladder was about to burst.
Just a few more minutes, two more pages and I’ll stop and run to the restroom.
OK, back to work. I’m on a roll. No time for lunch today.
And so went the three weeks that I spent putting together my first ebook. When it comes down to it I can be very stubborn, even obsessive. It’s a quality I struggle to put to good use, but when it finds good use it’s amazing what gets done.
The staff at the cafe knew me by name — some of them even have my phone number. When I arrived, they knew what I would order and where I would sit. Sometimes they would inquire as to what I was working on. Sometimes they would leave me notes telling me how impressed they were by my diligence.
When the cafe closed at ten, I would walk back to my hotel room, past the crowds of drunken tourists who were loudly making their way into one of several clubs, where even louder music was blaring, filling the streets of Kathmandu with sounds that didn’t quite fit with my idea of rugged and romantic Nepal — a country at the top of the world, home to the tallest mountains on the planet.
I would plug in my laptop, lay down on the bed, and continue working until two in the morning, wrestling with unreliable WiFi and the occasional power outage while the sound of monsoon rains trickled in through my window. Five hours later I would wake up and repeat the entire process again. Continue reading →
