Ruh-roh

So, you know when you do something with all the best of intentions, and then realize way too late that it totally isn’t going to work?

That’s what I did. Late one night, about a week and a half ago, a friend and I were IM-ing and we got to discussing my writing or lack thereof. And she double-dog-dared me to finish the very short WIP that’s been haunting me for way too long. (And there’s nothing stronger than a double-dog-dare, so I had to do it.)

So, absolutely convinced that I could totally bang out a first draft with the threat of a deadline and a reward, I promised that she’d have a first draft delivered or she’d be allowed to do something really embarrassing.

The deadline? Tomorrow.

The first draft? Not even a third of the way done.

And we’re going to a taping of the Steven and Chris show tomorrow morning.

I’m in so much trouble.

So, uh, if you get CBC, and you tune into Steven and Chris, you’ll likely see a very embarrassed Grammar Geek. I heard rumours involving spray cheese.