Okay, here's the deal. I'm going through Sleeping Ugly line by line and making it better. (I hope.) Adding stuff, rewording stuff, deleting stuff. I already input my editor's pink suggestions throughout, but I felt like I needed to knead this book some more. Work in some of the more major changes she suggested and just generally go over it again.
I spent my weekend writing time and yesterday's time doing this. And I'm on page 39. With two days left before the deadline I set to send this back to her for final edits.
I will have this to her on Wednesday. If I have to sit at this computer and pour over the manuscript until my eyes go wonky. If I have to eschew reading and television and life. If I end up with brain mush afterwards.
I can't skip everything. Today's my shot day. I need the shot, so I'll be taking some time off for that trip into town.
And I will continue to exercise, because when I don't exercise I feel like a toad.
And I will do any work the pay-job sends over. Because PAY.
I may be up late tonight and tomorrow night doing this, but it's kind of par for the course if I want you to be able to read the best book I can create for you. Break out the coffee, baby.