My first weekend home in almost a month!! And as much as I would like to just chill out on the lounge with my cat, I really want to start typing up the notes I have been scribbling the last few weeks.
So with coffee made and the cat sleeping in his bed and not on my keyboard I am ready to write. In reality I will write a sentence and then distract myself on facebook.
I may have just exceeded my usual daily coffee intake.
I love my coffee, especially when I am writing, and I very easily end up drinking way too much. So I impose a 1-2 coffee limit on myself. But today the writing gods are demanding more of me and I am up to 4 coffees already. Hopefully I can finish this edit before my brain melts.
3 chapters to go.
Someone knew just what to get me this holiday season. A brand new, colourful coffee mug. Squee!!
It’s so pretty. I better put it to good use, make some coffee and get back to editing… Maybe tomorrow.
I have just finished editing chapter 17 and now all that is left is to complete the epilogue!! I am so close now to the end I can almost smell it… and it smells like too much coffee.
The last couples days I have been exceed my self-imposed limit of 2 coffees per day, but at least it is not as bad as my coffee intake when I finished the first draft.
Once the epilogue is done I will be doing a quick self-edit, checking for simple grammar, spelling and continuity mistakes and then it is off to my friends who are kind enough to edit it for me. This time I am planning to send it to a few more people to get a wider range of opinions.
After I completed the first draft I actually skipped over the self edit stage. I was excited to be finished, but was paranoid that if I read over it first I would doubt myself too much to let others read it. Even though my editors were close friends and family, I was still very nervous when I gave them a copy.
I am feeling a little more confident this time round, but I think I will still be on edge until I get their feedback.
When you want coffee but can’t find your favourite coffee cup. So you give up and grab another mug. But when you open the microwave you find your favourite mug, half filled with lukewarm milk.
Guess who is having 2 cups of coffee, at the same time.