I missed being able to update folks on my writing progress. I did think my holiday might relax and envigourate me, but these last few days have proved that the work of 14 days can be undone in an hour.
I stupidly sent the wrong segment of writing for proof editing whilst I was away. Thankfully my wonderful PE did not tell me at the start of the hols but at the end, for which I thank him profusely.
Unfortunately the error has put the deadline back and I'm now worried I won't make the deadline for Halloween. No word from my formatter - maybe he is on hols too - so thats stressing me somewhat. I'm planning to go talk to the manager at Waterstones Westwood, as even with their offer to do my book launch I'm not sure I can financially afford it.
Planning to review the previous sgement of proofing tonight. I've been improving the format and adding illustrations as the PE is completed. Will chase up formatter tonight.
Tomorrow I'm off to a new writers group, been asked to attend to support the new venture etc. It's at the cafe at Tescos Westwood. Will go to Waterwstones from there. Saturday is Inspirations writing group too.
I've also got to write two pieces for the local press. The first, regarding the Soroptimist International Event at St Augustines Westgate on Saturday 19th September at 2pm (no small amount of a plug there! All welcome - please come). The second for the book release.
Why do I keep floating between despair, terror and elation? Before you comment - its not alcohol.