PitMad is next Thursday. I’m trying to get Canary in shape for it. But it’s such a slog. And I’ve been in a funk and blah blah blah.
It’s fun and it’s hard and it’s scary trying to get it ready by then. I don’t get many external deadlines in my little writing world. There’s no one saying, “Do this now!” I was the worst procrastinator in high school and college. The fact I even managed to graduate from either is kind of shocking sometimes. Like, how’d I squeak through?
So I’m working and the inevitable this is hard. Do something else. You still have a week to finish is clambering all over my head and face.
But. I know I can do this. I know I want to do this. And if I want my dreams to stop being dreams and starting being goals, well, dammit. It’s time.
(and I don’t know how many times I have to say, “It’s time to stop being scared” but it looks like I need to say it another time or two)
Any other PitMad preparations going on?