Summer Time

The lazy days of summer haven’t actually arrived for me yet. I yearn for days to actually have nothing planned. I fantasize about lying in the hammock reading from my ‘to read’ pile lining the wall next to my bed. It is ridiculous! There are so many books lines up that I have begun stacking them on top of each other. I admit I’m a rather slow reader. I read at night and by the time I lay against the cozy down pillows on my bed I’m usually only good for three to five pages before my eye lids close like a heavy garage door.

We mailed away the first quarter of the manuscript a little over a month ago and now are actively waiting for it to be returned with bloody red lines sliced though it. It’s a strange place to be in. I’ve always heard about the edit feeling like you’re turning your baby over for someone else to finish raising and, so far, what little editing we have had has been painless. But, nevertheless, the editing has never been at this level of professionalism. 

I am looking forward to rewrites, tweaking, and rearranging the book. I love working with the words and the flow. It’s like painting a picture of a tree and, in the end, seeing that the south side of the trunk needs a hint of moss and the leaves get lighter towards the sky, so add that darker green near the bottom. I’m excited to see what suggestions will be offered for our final touches.

As always, I’ll keep you posted!

Kathy