Getting Lost In A Ten Foot Tall Manuscript
I am starting the third edit of my thirteenth novel today.
I am confused, wild-eyed, and craving cupcakes.
I feel like I’m wandering around lost in a ten foot tall manuscript and all the letters are spinning and the words are saying things they should not say and talking cats are jumping out of the pages and lightning is striking and I’m being chased by a snake throwing books at me…sigh…
It’s going to be a long, long day and a long night.