I gave myself three weeks for the Big Rewrite and the deadline is Wednesday. How am I doing?
I’ve definitely been working hard. My procrastination levels have been at an all-time low and that feels wonderful. I’ve been immersed in the world of the book, falling back in love with it, and waking up in the middle of the night with the characters yammering away demanding my attention. Also wonderful.
On the flipside, I’m no longer capable of speaking in complete sentences and my usually messy house is
bordering on insanitary. The kids have got used to my glazed expression when they’re trying to talk to me and my friends probably all think I’ve died.