“I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.” Douglas Adams And if I’m not careful, my latest deadline is likely to whoosh by – hence the lack of posts lately. I’ve just been keeping my head down and doing the editing thing. (There’ll be an extract from the new book available on the site shortly). Deadlines are useful, certainly, but why do we all prevaricate so much? Is it a holdover from when we were at school and homework seemed like such a pain we put it off as long as possible? Or was...