|Mental coin toss|
(Important Public Service Announcement: NO deadlines were harmed in the writing of this post, and no live animals were used in the testing of the deadlines. Although, to be completely honest, a tree may have died in the process. Hey! Paper happens, even in the e-book world.)
I wish there weren’t delays. Avoiding delays is a priority. I want nothing more fervently than to be done with the project. If for no other reason than to get the dreams to stop. The dreams have me staring at a great, white, blank expanse of a page while a voice whispers, “If you write it, they will read.” Damn you, Kevin Costner!
At issue with the deadline is life. There is so much to do; so much to be done; so much that must be done.
Most of those questions are piddly little things, but that last question has really tripped me up since the salmon started running. In desperation to get a quick answer to the last question, and avoiding all the mental anguish, I switched to flipping a coin: heads I fish, tails I work on the book.
|...or do this? Tough decision.|
For the one, possibly two, of you anxiously awaiting the second volume in the Of Moose and Men series, I apologize for the delay. However, I flipped a coin today and it came up tails. I sense a change in the fortunes of projected chance.
|Some decisions are piddly.|