So I’m a terrible, horrible, irredeemable person.
I missed my self-imposed deadline of editing the first run by…..yesterday.
I’ve only edited up to page 105 I think. The page numbers are different on my tablet than they are on the actual lap top.
No! No! NO! *stomps foot on ground*
Sooooo bad.
But! That’s okay. Why? Because I’m still on my way to be published in April. I will just be delayed in putting any samples up.
Sorry!!
But I really am working hard at it. It’s slightly difficult to be able to delegate the time when you have a full time day job, a family, and interests outside of writing.
I’m a bad bad girl 🙁 Please forgive me! 🙂 I’ll try to forgive myself 😛
Deadlines are created so they can be broken 🙂
Oh, honey. Be kind to yourself. Writing and editing and polishing a book takes months, if not years. I’ve actually started taking deadlines with a dash of Douglas Adams. “I love deadlines. I love the whooshing noise they make as they go by.”
I’m pretty flexible about it. I’m just annoyed with myself for allowing so many distractions 😛