I have to admit I haven’t done much in the way of writing this week. I finished revisions, once again, on Eternal Embrace. Next step is the oral read. Once I finish with that part, the only thing remaining will be sending it off to the editor in December. I was supposed to start my oral reading this past Monday. I still haven’t done it. *hangs head* First, there’s the interruptions, daughter or granddaughter pokes their head into my room,
“Who are you talking to?”
“No one, I’m reading.”
“Yes, out loud. To see if I made any mistakes.”
That look. “Ohhh.”
They know about the oral read. I’ve explained it to them before. I still get the look. I feel like an idiot.
Or there’s the other scenario. I read with emotion. I laugh out loud at the funny parts. I cry like a baby at the sad parts. By the time I’m done, I’m an emotional wreck.
I know it’s going to happen. Do you wonder now why I’m putting it off? But it’s the weekend, and I have no excuses. It’s time to buckle down, and get it done. I’ll have some free time next week with the Thanksgiving holidays, and I want to work on my project. Time to clean my slate.
Until next week,