Tomorrow morning I am going to print out my WIP, take it to the Post Office and mail it to the lovely editor who ‘suggested’ that I should avoid ‘over-editing.’
Does there EVER come a point where you think the text is truly finished and perfect?
I suspect not.
And of course, you will ALWAYS think of some wonderful plot twist or revelation AFTER you have sent it in, and you know your package is sitting in the stack for the next X months impatiently waiting its turn.
So. Time to bit the bullet and mail it.
Or maybe wait until next week? When I am jazzed about the next story?
Abnormal brain kicking in again.
What’s playing on my YouTube right now? Madeline Peyroux.
* pic of the brilliant Marty Feldman in Young Frankenstein, ex Corbis