Next!

I sent the copy edits off yesterday via FedEx. YAY! Of course, truth be told, I had to call for an intervention to do it. (Thanks, divinebird for helping me to tear it out of my itching-to-keep-tweaking fingers!)

Now my hands barely know what to do. No copy edits or revisions. No colored pencils or email notes. Huh. I'm reintroducing myself back to the WIP I was forced to abandon for two weeks to see if it forgives me and start on that relationship once again. Maggie is suspiciously quiet. I'm bracing for the impact like Calvin returning home to Hobbes...

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Bill Watterson clearly knew what it was like to wrestle with one's own imagination!