A Deadline Looms

I've only got a few days to organize my story for the Journey Into Journey Illustrated Edition contest, and I'm really dragging my feet.  The story itself is finished, though 70% of it is in one document and 20% is in another one.*  I need to get it all together, format it, and read through it from soup to nuts to get it in as good a shape as possible before I submit it.

It's hard to motivate myself, though.  This free afternoon, I am in charge of picking my nephew and his friend up from school, and afterward, I'll go rot my brain at Jeff's house watching horror movies, but right now, I could sit down and go through it without any interruption . . . and still, I type this instead.  Sigh.

A rare image of a deadline in the wild

It's funny how the brain works, how it can self-sabotage, especially now, in the home stretch, where I've actually done all of the hard work (the coming up of an idea, the nailing down all the pertinent details, and the actual writing of the thing).  It could be, typing it out like that, that my brain doesn't work at all.  

*Yeah, that math is right.  I'm worried that I misplaced a section of the story when I took it to the library the first time to format it and get it organized.  The second time I took it to the library, I discovered that the older version of the file had bits in it that the newer version did not, which leads me to believe I accidentally emailed the wrong version to myself when the library was closing that night.