Back to the editing process. I'm starting to get impatient with it. I want the book to be done. I want to send it off to others to read. This is the most tedious part of writing. Actually it'snot writing it correcting your own mistakes. My head might pop off.
Maybe I need to go to the pool first thing this morning and drift away. Too much facing me here at home, like laundry, "the edit" and a very messy house. Wish I could go to the beach. Maybe Rick will be up for it after work.
Focus, focus, focus.