Um. So I changed my mind. Sort of.

 

confused

 

Wait, what?

 

Sure, go ahead. Make fun. I screamed after printing the manuscript. What a horrible idea! I said…

 

Okay, so, maybe… just a bit… I may have changed my mind.

 

Not entirely. But. The good  news is, I can flip back and forth between page, plop sticky notes on what I perceive to be plot holes, or in need of plot thickeners…

 

Pull out red pen … reword some Phuzzy Phrases. Scenes that fizzle. Sentences that suck. Aren’t needed. Don’t push the plot along. Hasta Lumbago, paragraph of doom, palabras de muerte (Yes, lumbago intended…).

 

arnold going ape

 

 

Then when my inner Arnold is done, I’ll go back and plug the puppy into the eReader. Then plop it into a Beta group. Then, off to an editor, or grammar Nazi … I know a few…

 

Writing is rewriting. Then, some more rewriting. And … repeat.

 

Something outstanding in the mix happened. That whole ‘are you actually working…?’ question mark that occasionally crosses my husband’s face contorted into a Holy * moment. Nonchalantly, I said … this is what continues on and on until each. word. fits.

 

So for kicks and giggles, I pulled out different colored pens, markers and marked all over it, and now he really is impressed with the amount of work. I have just now become the Jason Bourne of dedication.

 

jason bourne gif

 

Yay, me.  Off to the salt mines…

 

 

 

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