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Things I’m having to do to make sure I hit this deadline:

Didn’t go to Dragon Con or take labor day weekend off in any way. No time.

Gave up webcomics for the duration. Why? Instead of treating them reading your morning funnies and putting a smile on my face to get me to the office, I was using them to procrastinate. I’d read the current then think of an older cartoon that I just wanted to revisit. I’d search for more webcomics just to see what was out there. I was soooo using it as a way to procrastinate. When I realized that I tried behaving like normal, just reading then going to work, but found I had to cut myself off cold turkey. So no Devil’s Panties, Schlock Mercenary, Sluggy Freelance, or any of my other funnies until DIVINE MISDEMEANORS is done. *sad* And puzzled.

Have started to work evenings again. Yesterday I think I stopped at 10 PM. I was happy with the day’s output, but it’s left me not very eager to hit the desk this morning. I knew that would happen, but I’m also learning that with this book in particular if the muse is hot that I need to ride with her until she’s not, because I can’t count that the heat will be there tomorrow. Ironically, I think part of the problem with my muse and me is that she’s not getting what she needs to feel good. All right, I’m not getting my tank refilled enough to make my muse and me happy. It’s just been a conspiracy of things lately that keep draining my energy and enthusiasm, then I’ll do something to fill the tank back up, or try, and something else will come along and suck all that goodness right back up for some kind of drama llama crap. (drama llama is when the drama could be avoided if people, and animals, would work their issues.) Let me quote one of my favorite sayings, "If you do not work your issues, your issues will work you."

Hitting the gym and exercise even harder. I used to give up exercise when I had such deadlines and that is one of the reasons that I had to lose fifty pounds a few years back. Yep, you read that right. Exercise helps keep the stress more manageable. Yay! The weight room is my friend. Now if only my ankle would heal even faster so I could do more cardio. But hey, I was going to a physical therapist only about a month ago, so I’m doing good, just a little frustrated.

And yes, thanks for those who have suggested that sex is a good destresser. I’m aware of that, actually. Jon and I are both aware of that, thanks. So, no more reminders, okay? Trust me we’ve got it covered.

Oh, and blogging, and Twitter. I have discovered that I have used them both a time or two to procrastinate. Twitter is good because it lets me do something while the book in percolating in my head, but blogging takes longer, and in fact, I’m procrastinating right this second. After working a 14 hour day yesterday I’m strangely not eager to get to my desk and write. Hmm. Wonder why that would be? *sarcasm, who me* So in the interest of not delaying myself anymore I will end this blog, post it, and eat breakfast so I can spend labor day doing what I thought as a small child you did on such a day; labor.