I've finished my latest book, again. That would be the revised manuscript for HERS TO DESIRE. As always, my editor's suggestions have made for a stronger, better story. But man oh man, she earns her salary working with me. I often picture us sitting across from each other in a saloon in the Wild West. I'm squinting, growly-voiced and wearing a green eye shade. My editor, being a young NY type, is well coifed and wearing black. She makes a revision suggestion. I reply, "Oh, yeah? I see yer revision and raise ya five!"
Because for every revision suggestion she may make, I swear I find at least five more changes to make myself.
But now the book is gone (again), so I'm playing catch-up with the things that had to wait, including some documents to go over, press releases for a booksigning to send out, reading for research and a contest I'm judging and, of course, trying to get rid of Mount Laundry. Typically, I got distracted trying to figure out what happened when I faxed one of the press releases while waiting for the washer to fill and soap to disperse before adding sweaters, only to later discover that the washer had drained before I got the sweaters in. Such things happen when I attempt to multi-task.
I'm taking that as a sign that I should go read for awhile...
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