Truth: I haven’t felt this frustrated with myself in quite a while.
As I mentioned last week, today marks 1 month since the Major Publisher told me they would be interested in my ideas for revising Twenty-Somewhere. They didn’t give me a deadline, but I thought I could hammer out my ideas in 1-3 weeks. And maybe I could have. But I didn’t.
Instead of making excuses, to you or to myself, I’ve been looking at what I can do to prevent something like this from happening again. “Something like this” meaning my failure to meet a self-imposed deadline. My failure to sail full-speed toward the lighthouse of opportunity.
(To clarify: No, I didn’t miss my chance. I can submit my proposal to the Major Publisher whenever I want. But I do think the longer I take, the more I may fade from their mind.)
At the end of the day, it comes down to time management. Did I write, or did I check Google Reader for the 100th time? Did I write, or did I let myself sleep in? Did I write, or did I sit with Andy and Riley on the couch to watch a sports game I don’t care about?
You can probably guess what the answers to those questions are.
So it’s time for some change. What change(s) exactly, I’m not sure. More caffeine? Less internet? I don’t know, something. Bottom line: this dawdling simply will not do.
To quote The Little Mermaid: “I don’t know when, I don’t know how, but I know something’s starting right now. Watch and you’ll see, someday I’ll be…”
A bona fide author!