I've reached yet another milestone in the writing process. There's still work to be done on my manuscript before it goes to New York -- what some folks would consider quite a bit, I suspect, but for me, it's par for the course, since revising is as much a part of my process as writing new material.
BUT oh joy, oh rapture! I didn't find a "Oh my word, this isn't working at all!" spot. Whew. Also, the very last scene works better than I recalled -- big relief there. So I'm feeling...giddy.
Despite waking up in a refrigerator because at some point in the night, our furnace stopped working. BRRRRR. I was having some Bob Cratchit moments this morning -- literally. I had a candle on the table to keep me warm until the furnace white knight appeared.
And then. And THEN! The Sexiest Man Alive issue of PEOPLE magazine arrived. I'm taking a break and, because I still have much work to do on the book, flipping through it rather quickly when I get to a page that makes me GASP!!! Out loud.
It's Jamie Bamber, who plays Apollo on Battlestar Galactica, and also portrayed the cute and doomed Mr. Kennedy on Horatio Hornblower.
Wow. Can all my heroes on all my covers look like him? Please? Pretty please?
And then I burst out laughing at my own reaction. Because really, it's just a picture, you know.
But I am now even more giddy.
Is this a good state, or a bad state, to be in as I'm getting down to the wire? you may wonder.
I'm thinking it's a heck of a lot better than being stressed out.