Okay yes, I admit, I have been milking it a little bit the last few weeks, the whole 'Yeah-I-suppose-I-can-meet-you-for-a-coffee-but-only-a-quick-one-I-really-should-get-back-to-the-book' thing. But, hey, what's the point of being a struggling writer if you can't rub your hands together in angst and give out about your unobtainable deadline.
And on that note....two weeks? two weeks! i can't possible do it in two weeks, have you any idea how many lunches in Avoca I'd have to miss to achieve that?