I want to say a huge THANK YOU to Michelle for being a guest blogger with us yesterday! We really enjoyed having you on the playground and hope you'll pop in for some down time on the swing set again soon.
You know, there's a lot about becoming published that scares the bejebbers out of me. But nothing puts the fear in me quite like the thought of missing a deadline. And being the procrastinator that I am, it's probably not an unfounded fear. Well, it is in the fact that given a situation where my editor is waiting for my book and turning it in late means more work for her, a mark on my reputation and a point against her ability to trust me, then I'll be up around the clock in order to accomplish my goal no matter what.
But as an unpublished author there isn't the incentive of professional reputation and money on the line. It's just my own personal sense of accomplishment and ability.
And wouldn't you know that today I'm going to miss a self imposed deadline (really a playfriend imposed but an extremely necessary one). There are excuses - and some valid ones at that - but it doesn't matter. I'm disappointed in myself.
Life is a series of choices. No one said they'd be easy. In fact, as someone else more wise than I once said they're usually between crappy and crappier. At the moment I'm making the right choice but that doesn't do much for the disappointment.
How do you make the difficult decisions?