Revising – Quit The Drama And Get Started
A Slave To My Work
Back from vacation…back to the old world. The dreary one I’d brainwashed myself into thinking I loved…punching the old clock…going to long, boring meetings, listening to the bosses drone on and on.
And where did I ever find time to write?
Work…family…story. My life in three words.
And my least favorite number today?
That’s how many dramatic scenes I get to revise.
The good news…I’m chipping away.
The bad news…four scenes done.
If only I wrote faster, and better…and had a herd of writers to work with me, like some writers churning out a zillion stories a year. Even the pets demand a piece of me. Poor Lisa. Sob.