I didn’t meet my deadline.
I could blame this on many things: Valentine’s day, the weather (both good and bad), lack of sleep, a rekindled interest in Doctor Who, Facebook, and job hunting (which has yet to be rewarding), but instead I’ll own up to it and just admit that I didn’t meet my deadline.
I didn’t even come close.
However, I have written a lot. I mean, A LOT. So much so, I feel drained, and about 50% of it will have to be cut out or at least rehashed – most likely into two sentences.
Success depends upon previous preparation, and without such preparation there is sure to be failure.