Shoving, yanking, heaving, tugging, cajoling, pleading, bulldozing are
all on the table today as I try to flip “The Hushing Days’” First Draft into a Second
Draft and ultimately into Final Edits.
As I’ve stated before, I’m viewing each of the 20 chapters as huge
boulders that need to be “maneuvered” somehow across that Final Edits finish
line a mere one foot away.
So far, Chapters Six, Eight and Seventeen have been shoved, yanked,
heaved, tugged, cajoled, pled with and bulldozed several inches closer to that
end line.
I’d like to get two more chapters moving today.
My muse, however, is shoving, yanking, heaving, tugging and pleading
for another day of recovery (i.e. not doing a darn thing).
We’ll see who wins but I’m laying bets on the party without four furry
feet.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
Post Note: If the dog figures out how to use a bulldozer, I’m out of
here. Just saying.
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