This is a self-imposed deadline, but I shared this self-imposed deadline with my contact at my first-choice publisher. So, it's a real deadline, and it's no one's fault but my own. I thought this was wise--that it would force me to get my work done. Instead, it's backed me into a corner, and I'm panicking.
So, I'm trying to take the kind advice offered by some friends and a few thoughtful strangers. It's time to suck it up, spew it out, and send it out. No more dithering.
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