At 3AM this morning, I woke from a dream where I was rescuing somebody in distress.
I could not go back to sleep, and by 4AM I had worked out the plot point that several early readers had wanted resolved. I made coffee, fired up the laptop, and just now, three hours later, I have a major revision to the book completed.
It feels great.
I'll still re-read and edit, right up to the very last minute on the last day of this month (I get an extra day because it is Leap Year!) before the book has to be on the Publisher's desk on the first of March.
After yesterday's post, Danger Girl and I had a little Bored of Directors meeting.
DG: I'm confused. Why are you finally able to call yourself a writer? Haven't you been writing since, like, forever?
Me: Well, yes but I...
DG: and haven't you been paid to write content and other people's stories and gotten them published?
Me: Well, yes, but, I...
DG: and what about the time you
Me: but I don't have a DEGREE in writing!
DG: Oh, I see. Actually I don't. Let's make a list of all of the people who have written or invented great things that don't have a degree in whatever, or even a degree at all.
DG: Meeting adjourned. Time for CAKE!
Me: Can't. I'm doing the Whole30, remember?
DG: OK, good for you. I'll eat your piece for you.