I honestly don't know if they're going well or not, but they're going, so that's a good thing, right? I'm a little (a lot) behind on the pace I had hope to set, but it's okay because it's more important that the revisions be done well as opposed to rushed in order to conform with a deadline I set myself.
But I'm getting closer. I only have three or four chapters left to go. Plus that one character arc I need to restructure completely. And the two pages of notes I so cleverly called "Unresolved Shit Deemed Too Much Work To Deal With The First Time Around."
To add to the revision fun, my laptop has started making the type of noises that would suggest it is, perhaps, on its deathbed. And not because I threw it out a window in frustration or anything like that.
It's dying of natural causes, leaving me to hope beyond hope that it will last through this next book release. This hope has led to several variations of the following conversation between The Man and me:
Him: Just go get a new one.
Me: Are you crazy? I'm working toward a book release. They're stressful enough without me adding 'learn how to use a new laptop' to it.
Him: It's a laptop, not a rocket ship.
Him: You're just afraid of change.
Me: I wouldn't say I'm afraid of change—
Him: I would. You run away from change like you run away from those lizards in our mailbox.
Me: THEY'RE HIDING THERE ON PURPOSE!
Him: Go get a new laptop.
What it all boils down to is that my List of goals has just one item on it:
FINISH WHAT YOU SAID YOU WERE GOING TO DO LAST WEEK. AND THE WEEK BEFORE. AND (checks calendar) THE WEEK BEFORE THAT.
What's going on in your neck of the blogosphere?
Happy Monday, all!