Sunday, I was absolutely certain I would deliver my manuscript for Jekyll and Hyde before 2026. That is, today.
Monday, however, we had a boatload of stuff that had to be done and all of it took longer than it was supposed to (not our fault, for the record). Yesterday there was a whole bunch of little follow-up stuff that had to be taken care of. So now I’m like two chapters short of where I thought I’d be and way short of where I anticipated being on Sunday evening when I forecast the end of the year.
It’s not fatal if I’m late. I can definitely get it in this week and McFarland is flexible… but damn, I was looking forward to the satisfaction of making deadline.
Wish me luck.
Good luck!
Thanks. The luck was not with me but sometimes the time-bear gets you.
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