I’m done, apparently. For the first time in what seems like forever, I am NOT editing Taro.
Which means I’m supposed to be on vacation, right? Problem is I don’t exactly know what to do with myself.
Not to worry, though. I’m sure that won’t last long.
I’d type more, but my hands are sore [...]
So last year I finished up a book, and sloppy as it was, let a friend who had been hounding me read it. And when I’d hounded her back a bit (usually she gets back to me quickly, this time the silence was ominous), she admitted that she didn’t care for the MC. [...]
I’m sick. Again. I am SOOOO sick of being sick.
120 pages edited, yesterday and today. 118 to go, but tomorrow I return to work.
Blast.
Hey, remember way back when I used to talk about writing all the time?
Well, more than I talked about snot, anyway. (yes, I’m still congested. Did you want to hear about it? Or, instead, I could share a bit about the re-writing I’ve been doing.)
The first draft of Taro started with meeting [...]