I’ve been on deadline all summer, but “the end” (literally!) is in sight! I always feel sorry for my poor husband when I’m on deadline. I am getting better about remaining calm, but with every book, there is a certain amount of what Ken calls “fritzing out” that accompanies getting my manuscript turned in to my editor by the deadline. (Even when I’m generously given an extra few days or even weeks.)
My normally tidy as a pin desk (okay, office) is now a clutter of coffee cups, tea glasses, smudged eyeglasses, chewed pencils, wadded tissues (because of the sad parts, you know), stacks of books, and notes like the one I scrawled on this morning’s church bulletin.
Ha! My pastor has no idea how many great ideas I get from him for my characters. I dare not miss church even when I’m on deadline.
When I’m on deadline, our house doesn’t get cleaned nearly as often, my e-mail doesn’t get answered in a timely manner, I feel I’ve alienated most of my family members and friends by turning down invitations and neglecting visits.
Yes. I will be very happy when this book is done and I can take a couple of weeks off, sleep late and go to bed early, catch up with my friends, clean off my desk, clean the house, and just join the human race again. At least until my next deadline.
To celebrate writing “THE END” Deb is giving one winner a copy of each of the first two books in the Chicory Inn Novels series, Home to Chicory Lane and Two Roads Home! (Sorry, only U.S. mailing addresses are eligible to win.) To enter, leave a comment on this post. Check back here on August 1 to see if you won!