Sat down at 8:30 a.m. It’s now 5:19. My eyes are tired. Wondering why my back isn’t.
(Blog break for Tylenol fix, just in case.)
Three new scenes. Maybe they will end on the cutting room floor, but two of them have been in my head since the beginning. So there.
That’s it. I’m calling up my Beta-Readers. (Shout out to Roz Morris for the term. No, I haven’t employed you but I’ve devoured your Nail Your Novel series.)
Nine hours ago, here’s what my Autocrit dashboard looked like:
And, twenty minutes ago, this is the update:
(That doesn’t count the separate Grammarly runs.)
No, my momma never said there’d be days like this.
But, I’ve had them and I love them!
Now, on to the vino.