Through both factors I could control and those that were entirely out of my hands, I am sitting here at 12:45 am exhausted and defeated. I was given a rare and lucrative copyediting project from a client that will send something my way maybe four times a year, usually proofreading. Copyediting pays more. This is a 900-page manuscript. This could go a long way in helping me pay bills.
The first 10 (of 20) chapters are due tomorrow. I have exactly 4.5 chapters done. I had almost three done before today, and I was supposed to dedicate this entire day to completing the rest. Now that I'm fully realizing the length of the chapters, I probably would have struggled even if I had the whole day. I wasn't able to start until 7:30 because I had Claire all day, which was not supposed to have been the plan.
So I've spent five hours pounding through and have only made it to the middle of Chapter 5. I can't go on. I sat and prayed on it, and the only thing I can do is finish Chapter 5 tomorrow and e-mail those to the production editor and tell her I can have the other 5 by Wednesday.
I am blogging in the hopes that anyone who reads this could maybe just pray for me. I'm going through some stuff right now, and if I lose this job, it will make things worse. Thanks for listening.