Sendin' the Kiddo to Grandma's

This week, I sent Story #2 to my editor (Bwah-ha-ha-ha!!!... Oops, did I actually type that?), and have to confess it’s a little like sending the kiddos off to Grandma’s for a few weeks.

First, there is the initial sense of accomplishment. My story is finished. It is safely delivered into the hands of my editor, and I didn’t forget to pack the essentials like clean undies and boo-bear.
Then there is the sense of relief. I don’t have to write. I can if I want, if I have another story knocking to...