It occurred to me, as I was contemplating the revisions I'm doing for the first third or so of my book, that this feels rather like the way I feel writing an entire book. That is, the beginning needed some trimming, I know where I'm going for the end, but the middle's a bit of a muddle and needs a lot of moving around, adding and deleting. It's almost as if this first third is a novella all on its own.
As I blogged yesterday, I was full of energy and even I'm surprised at how much I got done. While I did some revising, I was happier to get a lot of the little niggling chores that have been distracting me (think mosquitoes buzzing about my ears) for a while now off the List O' Things To Do.