Spending the rest of the day rewriting an article. Nothing structurally wrong with it, but it was an analysis piece and it turns out publisher was not quite comfortable with the mild criticism aimed at one of their clients ( didn't know the company was a client:-)! I stand by the analysis, but am going to write something more vanilla for client. Maybe I could sell the contentious piece elsewhere.
Went to bed with a raging headache and woke up with my head still throbbing though, cos work at the beginning of the week was stressful. On Monday morning a new client came through an agency I use and she needed newsletter copy translated into 2 more languages by today at the latest. So I asked her to send me the document so I could asses the scope of the work and give her a quotation.
Two emails and two phone calls later, I still don't have the info I need to give her the quotation, never mind starting the work, and I don't know if the client still sees me doing the job or not. I spent Monday morning wading through other client work and rescheduling what I could to accomodate her as per her request. Then I waited... and waited...
I really, really
It will all get done and soon I'll be back to my usual writing rhythm. But these issues made me appreciate that when you work with clients, sometimes your time is not your own, even when you work from home and reputedly, you have flexi-hours.