How big? Like, I woke up and decided I'd rather run 9 miles in the humidity than start working on my edits and formatting I have scheduled for today.
Folks, this is bad news. I have to get my book dumped into the appropriate template and formatted for submission by June 27 at the latest. I'm at the point where I'll deal with wonky scenes or poorly written sentences later. Right now, this is crunch time. The literary equivalent of BUTT IN CHAIR except now it's WORDS IN TEMPLATE.
I have Eddie Vedder's Into the Wild album lined up on repeat with the soundtrack to William Shakespeare's Romeo + Juliet as a quality backup, a massive latte by my side, and knees that are yelling at me for my attempt to jump right back into the running world after a few weeks off. I also have my browser windows fired up to Google Reader alongside the Bransforums and Facebook.
Don't judge. I'm the Queen of Pressure-Prompted Production. I'm a professional procrastinator. I'm also a professional sleeper and drinker, but those are stories for another day.
Seeing as this is getting me nowhere closer to finishing my read-through and painstakingly copy/pasting each chapter and dumping them into the template, I really should run. But I wanted to let you know where I've been lately. I've been reading and encouraging you all from afar.