March has been an odd months. Homeschooling has really taken its toll on me and my brain was at capacity by the time the kids went back to school. This pandemic has been hard to manager, and I'm not even sure what number of lockdown we are at now.
I've been writing and editing like mad most of the month, though, trying to make my April deadline for publishing the next book but some things happened.
First and foremost, I'm not quite happy with the story at the minute. More so than usual, at this stage. It's needing a bit more umpf. That has added a lot of stress to my day because I had set myself a deadline.
And then there is the deadline itself. I usually work well under pressure, but this time it's really playing a number on me.
Ironically, having Binge Eating Disorder, I feel healthier than ever in that front.
It's just stress.
So I've decided to take a break. I'm cleaning house. And by house, I mean my brain. I'm taking two or three weeks and just doing other things. I need to be able to look at my manuscript with fresh eyes to make things work and give you a story I am proud of.
The downside is that I wanted to publish three books this year and it looks like it will only be two, but I'd rather present two good stories than three sub-standard ones.
I am sorry for this, I really am. I don't like coming back on my word, but there is work to be done, and, sadly, not enough time in a day!