We hold these Truths to be self-evident, that all Writers are created equal, that they are endowed by their Muses with certain unalienable Duties, that among these are Writing, Editing, and the pursuit of Publication—That to encourage these Duties, Writing Habits are instituted among Writers, deriving their just Powers from the Industry of the Would-Be-Novelists, That whenever any Form of Entertainment becomes destructive of these Ends, it is the Duty of the Writers to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Incentives, laying their Foundation on such Principles and organizing its Powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Diligence and Publication. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Writing Habits long established should not be abandoned for light and transient Causes; and accordingly all Experience hath shewn, that Writers are more disposed to sloth, while Manuscripts are queryable, than to right themselves by reasserting the Habits to which they are accustomed. But when a long Train of Laziness and Procrastination, pursuing invariably the same Manuscript, evinces a Design to consign them to absolute Obscurity, it is their Right, it is their Duty, to throw off such Entertainments, and to provide new Encouragements for their future WIPs. Such has been the foolish Stupor of this Writer; and such is now the Necessity which constrains her to alter her former Scheme of Waiting.
Two weeks off is plenty, yes? Onward!