Before I went on vacation, I had the idea that I would spend this week editing like mad. I thought I could be ready to send my book to the second round of beta readers by mid-week next week at the latest. That would set me up nicely for a November publication date.
Well, if you follow me on Twitter, you know that jet lag haunted me with a vengeance. I’m writing this on Wednesday afternoon, and I’ve not so much as opened my file yet. I hope to get some work done tonight, but that will depend wholly on how much energy I have when I get home in an hour. (Magic 8 Ball says: Outlook hazy. Ask again later.)
Additionally, I’ve got my region’s NaNoWriMo events to plan, my novel to plot, my wife to murder, and Guilder to frame for it; I’m swamped. Okay, so maybe I don’t have the last two, but I do have a day job that takes up 40 hours of my week. (Remind me why I came back from vacation again?) And let’s not even mention the fact that I still need to find a decent picture to put on the cover of this book.
So this is me, facing up to reality. My new projected publication date for Loving Miss Darcy is mid-December. I don’t want to release a book that will disappoint my readers’ expectations, or my own, and the only way to ensure quality is to postpone publication.
I’m feeling remarkably sanguine about this, which must mean it’s the right decision to make. I’ll still be done before Christmas, which is the biggest deadline of all. I won’t be in the middle of formatting during NaNoWriMo, which was not fun. And if I succeed in my goal of finishing my NaNo novel by the 18th at the Night of Writing Dangerously, I’ll have the last 12 days of November to work on LMD as well. All in all, there’s a lot to like about this plan, and not much to dislike.