I am neck deep in revisions at the moment. Ack! I wrote a new opening for the story which then will require rewriting throughout the entire manuscript. My head feels like it might explode as I try to keep things straight, and I am prone to whining about how hard it is. Yet even when I’m whining, I’m loving the way ideas keep popping into my head. I like what I am cutting and what I am adding and what I am changing. The story is definitely getting better because of it. But that doesn’t mean it’s easy.
What a crazy life this is!