I never thought that my being late had anything to do with my professionalism.  I did a great job on everyone’s hair, who cared if I was thirty minutes late?  My clients did.  It wasn’t until I lost a few of my morning clients that I got my act together. I was reeking of unprofessionalism and talked myself into thinking otherwise.

It seems bad habits die hard.  My editor is awaiting my latest manuscript.  I thought I had this under control!  Sure, I can reason to myself that technically I’m not late considering I’m working on spec and not under contract yet.  But it’s never a good sign when your editor e-mails you asking for your project.

Well, it’s as good as in the mail, but I still need to get this under control.  I want to shed my stigma of always being late and be known as the writer who always hands in her project on deadline, before even. 

So why am I always late?

Procrastination?

The good ‘ole, ‘lost track of time’ bit?

I’ll answer in tomorrow’s post.