Please join me in this story of a writer trying to get ready to write (but never quite getting that first page written).
Three months and the novel must be typed, boxed and in the mail. I had six months to meet the deadline just a few days ago. Time can slip away, but I am thankful that the clock is ticking. I work best under pressure.
Do I dare risk the time sketching out an outline? I suppose I could, but I am afraid it's too late for such luxurious creative time. No, I best be readying the old work space.
The laptop's fixed up with Windows 7 and the new Word I just installed ... oh my, nine months ago. I better check to see if my version is obsolete. But first, some tea, Earl Grey maybe, or possibly, a bit of Orange Pekoe.