I've been in a writing frenzy tonight. But I wasn't working on my story. Nope. I was working under a deadline for my March article for our community newspaper. I have until the 10th..but that is only 5 days away.
I had an idea rolling around in my head earlier last month, but I had hit some dead ends in my efforts and I was frustrated and let it go, hoping another idea would spark in the meantime.
I was knocked down by some bad headaches for almost two weeks and once I began feeling better, I turned my energy toward my storyline. This weekend, I remembered my deadline. Yikes! Working under pressure seems to help me, but it also sends waves of terror pulsing through me. P-A-N-I-C.
We ran our errands this morning and right after we got home and unloaded and put away what we bought from Costco and our groceries, I turned my focus onto my assignment and soon the ideas were flowing and my panic subsided. I settled into a writing frame of mind.
I finished editing my article late this afternoon, saved the changes and set it aside while we ate dinner. After dinner, I made a few more changes and then, finally satisfied with the content, I emailed it to the editor.
I have had a productive day and met my deadline!
Bring on the Super Bowl festivities!