So here I am, hauling myself to the finish line with the book, and wouldn't you know it? Distractions!
First, I cannot sleep. I have finally, I believe, figured out why I keep waking up so dang early, and it's not just because the book is due. My husband turned the furnace down at the first whiff of spring, so now it won't come on unless the house is about 50 degrees. I think I'm getting too cold! I have taken care of that, so we shall see.
Then yesterday, my editor emailed the cover of KNAVE'S HONOR. I like it, but here's the thing: I always wind up staring at my covers for a long time when I first get them. I check everything -- the spelling of my name, what the folks are wearing, the back cover copy. And they've given me a different "look" this time, so I had to stare at it some more, just because it was different. (My email newsletter subscribers will be getting the first sneak peek next week, when the book's gone to NY and I have more time.)
I have an ad to proof and send back. And I keep thinking I should be doing more PR for my June book, THE NOTORIOUS KNIGHT.
Then I found out some RWA-related news that took me awhile to process and decide how I wanted to respond.
This is on top of the regular distractions, like, you know, family. But there's been a few extra bits o' business there to deal with lately, too.
I tells ya, it's like there's a conspiracy or something. It's Crunch Week for Margaret Moore, some evil cabal realizes. What can we do to totally distract her? And they rub their fiendish hands with glee and get to it.
ETA: It is now nearly 11:30 a.m. I have had to answer the door three times. Usual number of times I have to answer the door on any given day? Zero.
It's a conspiracy, I tells ya!