A friend was given three months to illustrate a book.
“They think they’re helping by giving me all that time,” she said. “But it means I’ll spend two and a half months feeling guilty then do the work in the last fortnight as the deadline looms.”
I know exactly how she felt.
I’ve had nearly three weeks to write a column. I’ve been thinking about it a lot. I’ve done some research, played with some ideas and composed bits of it in my head.
But it’s only now with the icy fingers of this afternoon’s deadline chilling my spine that I’m actually writing it.
Blogging will resume when it’s done.