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I have 41 pages of MM in the studio, and the deadline my editor and I worked out for it was Monday. I just don't see how I can hit it.
I've just sent him an email explaining that I'll probably need a deadline extension of two or three days, as well as revealing that it's because my mother's new prognosis (and the arrangements I've had to make as a result) has impacted my ability to work. I apologized, reminded him that I am usually an extremely dependable person as far as deadlines go, and stated that I hope this will not affect his perception of me as a professional. (I'd already previously asked for a week's extension due to "stomach flu", which is code for "suicidal depression"; of course I felt bad about not telling the truth, but people understand the stomach flu a LOT better than they understand depression, as a rule.)
Fortunately the deadline on this particular MM project is extremely flexible, since it hasn't even been scheduled yet. I'm hoping the editor is willing to work with me on it. If not... who needs sleep anyway?
On Tuesday my mother has her first round of the new chemo, which might make her quite ill. I've scheduled to whole day for going to the hospital with her and then back to her place afterwards, to stay with her and make sure that she's going to be okay.
I hate this. Hate, hate, HATE missing deadlines. But coming to terms with my mother's new diagnosis has really been hitting me where I live, and I'm simply not producing at my usual speed.
On the plus side, that 20-page TFTC story I finished coloring last night looks amazing in the cold light of the next day. Here's a preview of another story from that same volume, from the Papercutz website.
Back to work.
I've just sent him an email explaining that I'll probably need a deadline extension of two or three days, as well as revealing that it's because my mother's new prognosis (and the arrangements I've had to make as a result) has impacted my ability to work. I apologized, reminded him that I am usually an extremely dependable person as far as deadlines go, and stated that I hope this will not affect his perception of me as a professional. (I'd already previously asked for a week's extension due to "stomach flu", which is code for "suicidal depression"; of course I felt bad about not telling the truth, but people understand the stomach flu a LOT better than they understand depression, as a rule.)
Fortunately the deadline on this particular MM project is extremely flexible, since it hasn't even been scheduled yet. I'm hoping the editor is willing to work with me on it. If not... who needs sleep anyway?
On Tuesday my mother has her first round of the new chemo, which might make her quite ill. I've scheduled to whole day for going to the hospital with her and then back to her place afterwards, to stay with her and make sure that she's going to be okay.
I hate this. Hate, hate, HATE missing deadlines. But coming to terms with my mother's new diagnosis has really been hitting me where I live, and I'm simply not producing at my usual speed.
On the plus side, that 20-page TFTC story I finished coloring last night looks amazing in the cold light of the next day. Here's a preview of another story from that same volume, from the Papercutz website.
Back to work.
