To be honest, I'm afraid to read the manuscript staring at me from the dining room table where I write.
I've purchased a lovely legal pad, to help with mapping and note-taking as I read through it. I've given myself a pep talk. I've talked to the one person who has read it, and she's given me a pep talk.
Yet every time I sit down during my alotted (or stolen) time to write, I find something else to do. Brainstorming, free writing, random day dreaming... anything but read the Nanowrimo draft.
I really don't want to just move away from it, leaving it all jiggly, unset like the failed quiche I attempted to make the other night, when I truly believe that a few of the changes already percolating in my sleep-deprived brain will improve it greatly.
The problem is, I think, that I love it, and I don't want to look at what it really is out of fear that it is not salvageable.... but everything is salvageable, right?! And a major blizzard is heading our way, leaving me with no plans and no excuses.
I will read this thing, and I will start the editing process.
In the meantime, I've drafted a synopsis for the next project that has stolen my heart. It will be comedy/satire, called Sister Savior. I'll post the synopsis tomorrow!
Gems worth Re-Reading
About Growing Baby Doing Good Together Elliot Rose Family Rituals Fie Flora and Fauna For the Love of Learning Greenish In My Opinion Just for Laughs Just for Me Making Tinkles Maya Mindfulness Mmm... So Tastey NaNoWriMo News of the Day Noveling Photo Friday Sewing Sisterly Love Sweet Dreams The Chicken Ladies the end Tonsils We like to Move It Move It Wonderment