Or was it one of those weeks life just smashes me down despite my best efforts?

(Cover by Mike Sekowsky and Murphy Anderson, all rights with current holder. Source for all the covers I post is Mike’s Amazing World of DC Comics).
So as I mentioned last week, I decided to shoot for the Demand Media 125 articles-approved-a-month bonus. I started the week needing 28 more; to give myself some extra leeway against system glitches, rewrites and other problems, I batted out 10 on Monday, 10 on Tuesday and eight on Wednesday. Then five extra on Thursday, just in case one of those others falls through (and one did. Normally I’d go ahead and redo it, but the rewrite to fix my mistakes would be very complicated, and I’m wiped, so I may let it slide).
Unfortunately, it may be futile. There was indeed a glitch on the copy-editing side of things, so the process of approving my articles (and anyone else’s) has slowed to a crawl. I may make the quota; then again, I may not.
Given the month’s other bonuses, I’ll still come out ahead by doing so many this month, and I’ll make up the lost fiction time in July. But not getting the extra money after the stress of getting the articles in (and believe me, doing 10 in a day is a lot of pressure to put on myself) would be ultra-frustrating.
I have been making it up to myself by goofing off starting yesterday afternoon; the only work I’ve tackled is one or two Demand rewrites (less tricky than the one I’m thinking of passing up). The weekend should be similarly light.
Feels good.
And it is good to prove to myself that despite the relatively laid-back approach I have to my work (I work hard, but without a deadline, I’m rarely compelled to Get Shit Done ASAP), I can crack the whip on myself when the need is there.
I exceeded my limits, but did it do any good?
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