Truthfully, it doesn't feel like work!
I love revising. Self-editing is a joy.
Staying home on a grey day to whack a chunk of manuscript (about 135 pages) into shape is the most fun you can have. With your bathrobe on. In the middle of the afternoon.
Sorry, no pics. It's not a pretty sight.
My reward for completing this task--not that I need one, it's a reward in itself--will be a day up at the Big Lake.
Because...the weatherman tells us the sun might shine tomorrow. I'll believe it when I see it. But at least the rain seems to be gone. Temporarily.
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