They’ve all left. Hubby, Mr 14-year-old, and Mr 12-year-old have just driven off for three nights. Three whole nights. Mr 16-year-old is sunning himself in some remarkable national park with family friends in Western Australia (so jealous of him…). And I have the house to myself. For the first time in 16 years. Yep. Ridiculous I know.
I sent them all away so I can plough through my fourth draft; stay close to it and immerse myself.
Now comes the discipline. This is time I really don’t want to waste. So it’s me and my dog and my manuscript. What could go wrong?
(If you see me lurking on social media, give me a slap)
4 thoughts on “Shhh, I’m editing”
Good luck! Knock those nitpicks dead!
Exactly the same here, Meg! It’s wonderful.
How lovely! Just had my solitary dinner, and ready to settle into another chapter!