I had plans for January, and I think the fact that it is now the 19th is deeply offensive.
For a start, I was going to start January having already revised and completed Book One of Power and Majesty and sent it off to my fellow RoRettes for our March Odyssey.
I was also going to lay into my revision of French Vanilla, my chick lit crime novel for Pulp Fiction Press, as January represents 4 of the 6.5 weeks I have before that book is due.
Also, I was going to make a good start on Book Two of Power and Majesty - just a mere 15,000 words per month until I start working on the book for real. 500 words a day, dead easy after the frantic pace of Nanowrimo.
It seemed like a reasonable plan. Except that I forgot that the week between Christmas and New Years which seems so tempting and empty is not actually as work friendly as it seems. And that the 1st of Jan is not a special day on which projects magically start ALL ON THEIR OWN (I spent that day making mini quiches and cauliflower cheese and going to a DVD party).
One thing led to another, and I am still one scene away from finishing my ROR manuscript (it's a hard scene and yes, I'm totally putting it off). I started my French Vanilla rewrite on the 14th, exactly one month before it's due.
And today, I wrote the first 500 words of my Book 2. Just 14,500 to go this month!
(see, I just knew you were all sick of those posts when authors talk about how brilliantly fast their novel is being written)
For what it's worth, I haven't lost hope that I will catch up by the end of the month. Maybe I'm insanely optimistic. Maybe I'm just insane. But where there's time...