Deadline sounds so final

Yup.  I’m not going to make it.  My self-imposed deadline to finish the novel I’m working on is March 31.  It is now March 27.  It just ain’t gonna happen, boys and girls.  I don’t know how many words I have to go to finish the story.  If I try to extrapolate from what I’ve done so far I’d guess 30,000 to 40,000.  I don’t think I can get that in the four days I have left.

 Does that bother me?  No.  Or more accurately it does bother me but I’m going to ignore the part of me that is bothered.  If I listen to that part I’ll just get discouraged and disheartened. 

Forget about it guy!  Just keep writing!  It’s not like I haven’t been working, it’s just been an issue of output.  So no reason to go gnashing your teeth and all that.  You’re already crazy to think you can write a whole freakin book; so why stop now?  Let this be the spur in your flank to keep going.  That’s the part I listen to.  Besides, I’ll get that book finished by the end of April.  I’m utterly certain.

About Eric Bahle

Eric Bahle stopped going to his real job so he could be a full time digital author and storyteller. He loves being in the woods with his bow or on the water in his kayak. He lives in Pennsylvania with his lovely wife and a mongrel dog. He is working on his next bestselling story.