June 7, 2016-June 8, 2016

My editor listened, but. . .

felt there were some real changes that needed to be made. Therefore, this happened.

I experienced everything from this is horrible-how did I ever write this-I don’t think it can ever be fixed chapter to a chapter I read more than once because it read so beautifully. The outcome: I worked on the horrible chapter forever and I am still undecided about it. There are pieces in it that are necessary for the plot and character development, but I can’t put my finger on what rubs me wrong about it. Needless to say there are scribbles all over the pages and I will make it a focus chapter in the structural portion of my copy edit.

Also, an update on the yard—the strawberries are already gone, and speaking of gone I have to travel again this week. I am trying to be consistent with my blog so I think I may show the rest of the pictures from my morning walk around, before the strawberries were stolen.

       The tried and true favorites help me stay connected to what is simple, consistent, and dependable.  It can get busy; commitment to the complete – rewarding but sometimes exhaustive – work at the day job, followed by the pull of vulnerability and growth in writing, juxtaposed to the excitement and challenge of project – n, I can find myself too busy. This is one of my reminders. So, I pause and breath the familiar fragrance of being a friend, see the color of insight in laughter at a family joke, hear the hum of pollination that will be with or without me and I remember why I make the effort.

It is after midnight now, so I will make this one of my midnight to morning posts. They have special meaning to me anyway.