Missed Deadline

Sometimes it's nice being my own boss... there's no one to yell at me when I misss a revision deadline because I have an epiphany that demands a book's ending is rewritten. You might be wondering why I'm not working on that. Why I'm typing this up instead. The answer? it's difficult for me to slash things to pieces with one hand while I munch down some lovely feta and pesto pasta salad with the