Still Editing

As I’ve observed many times, editing never ends. At some point they drag the manuscript out of your limp, exhausted hands, and you weep with relief but also that you were going to fix that one…last…THING…

I am, as has become my habit and I hate it, past deadline. Naturally this is tempting me to just crawl into bed and watch Season 4 of Queer Eye one more time. (Oh my GAWD, I bawled through the episode at Jonathan’s high school! And the single dad after his wife passed. And…oh geez. Just wond...