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Work expands so as to fill the time available for its completion. 

~C. Northcote Parkinson, 1958

This Tuesday I leave for a four-day stay at a writer’s center not far from my home. As an act of desperation, I will seclude myself with my manuscript and concentrate on incorporating changes that have been percolating in my brain but somehow never found their way to the memoir.

In an attempt to finally finish the book I had, naively, cut back on social activities, travel, and other commitments. Well, silly me. It only became easier to avoid writing knowing that I had less pressure. Days became weeks and now two and a half months after my beta readers returned the manuscripts, I have yet to act on their feedback.red pen editing

I have four days to edit the book. While I can’t predict I will accomplish my goal, I’m going to give it my best shot. The last thing I want is to be writing this book for the next ten years. I have to get on with my life.

Let you know how I did in my next post.