I've been lazy. I've played on the internet. I've written blogs where I should have been writing chapters. I've made excuses. I've blamed writers block. I've said my muse has gone on vacation. I've done everything possible to avoid finishing my second book.
That has to stop.
I can do this. I can finish the rough draft of book two. I need to put a fire under my ass and get this thing written.
Taking from old advice, I need to let myself write badly. This is just a rough draft. It doesn't have to be perfect.
I can't make excuses any longer.
I think what I need is a deadline. A firm goal to help push me to get this book done. I'm going to have to work with deadlines if/when I land that agent or editor who will get my first book published, so why not start now.
I'm giving myself until the end of august to finish the rough draft. I am writing this here so I have you all to hold me accountable. I must meet this goal. I will meet this goal. I can do this... I hope.
Wish me luck.