False Alarm

Well, it looks like I won’t be a two-time author after all. At least, not yet. The editor wouldn’t budge on the due date for the "Planning a Wedding on a Shoestring" draft, and it just seemed nearly impossible for me to write a 350-page book in less than three months.

I’m not used to saying “no” to a project (especially one with a fat paycheck at the end of it), so turning it down was really hard to do. But piling it on my plate alongside a full-time job (and I don’t mean the kind that only takes up 40 hours), volunteer work I'm already committed to, the occasional workout at the gym and the delusion of actually spending time with my husband and friends was just too much to juggle. I would have had to give up things like my “Lost” obsession, and my monthly e-book club chats with the gals. And that was just not gonna happen. Plus, it’s almost beach season here!

Anyway, thanks to everyone who already sent e-mails with wedding stories and money-saving tips. I’ve saved them all in case another project comes along in the same genre. Judging from your responses, you’re all a bunch of cheap bastards. Just like me. :)

PS- Thanks to Kim for trying to earn me some cash. Please keep me in mind for future stuff!

4 comments:

Kim said...

:( Sorry it didn't work out. I feel bad that you did that work. Just wish we'd been given a bit more direction at the get-go. But there's still PIG to Wedding Toasts! And Randy's better to work with, anyway....

Robyn said...

I know! I'm trying not to count my chickens before they hatch, but it would be great if I can write that one.
Of course, that will mean immortalizing the best man toast Panetta gave at our wedding. I'm sure you remember it, Sheila....

Lisa said...

Refresh my memory about the toast. I hope it works out for you

Sheila said...

Panetta had time to give a toast in between all those "kodak moments"??