It feels like the older I get, the slower I get (at revising, that is). I’m hammering my way through revisions to Enemy Accountant so I can send it off to the nice agents who asked me to send it to them, all in the vain hopes of having a few days off before NaNoWriMo starts in November and I have yet another big huge giant project to work on.
In the meantime, I’m back at the gym three times a week (I’d go more but I now have to share early morning gym custody with my husband), my brother and his wife are moving up here in a couple weeks, I have a thrillion social commitments, and a toddler who occasionally enjoys my company.
That said, because I am horrible at managing my time and setting realistic goals, posting might be a tad light while I revise like a crazy person. And then again when NaNoWriMo starts in November.
If we’re lucky, things will settle down soon and I’ll be back to regular posting. If we’re really lucky, I’ll finish revising Enemy Accountant and agents will go crazy for it and want to sell it to all sorts of giant publishers. If we’re really, really lucky, I’ll finish revising Enemy Accountant and actually have a chance to sleep in a few times before NaNoWriMo starts and I’m sucked into an ambitious creative undertow of my own creation.