That's been happening this weekend, as I struggle to meet a deadline, one that I promised Shanna Germain that I would send something for. I'd already missed Kristina Wright's deadline for her steampunk call. I'd resolved (sorta kinda) to submit my work this year. And it's the end of February and I've done nothing to meet that resolution.
So, I'm sorta disappointed in myself. Which is not hard for me to be. Though sometimes I think that maybe that's needed to help drive some of what drives me (when it drives me - often I've felt like I'm in neutral lately).
Anyhow. Tonight, while everyone (just about) are watching the Oscars, I'll be staring at this image and trying to get my story finished.