What I'm reading: Map of Bones by James Rollins
What I'm writing: Chapter 13.
In my attempts to have a "me" weekend, I ignored email even though it was a crunch time, and spent a lot of the time writing, doubling my usual output. Of course, I had to pay the price yesterday, and am only caught up through Saturday's incoming workload, but my motto at this time of the year is:
"Failure to Plan on Your Part does NOT Constitute an Emergency on Mine."
The organization I work for has a Biennial Conference in late November, and their early registration deadline is this week. I handle memberships, and of course, members get a better registration rate, so everyone's clamoring to get their applications processed. Since I'm a part time, work-at-home consultant, and am only supposed to work 10 hour weeks, I shut down Friday afternoon. It's not like these folks didn't have plenty of time to take care of this months ago.
So, I spent the weekend with my characters. And yesterday dealing with procrastinators who all want special treatment.