Knee Deep in Edits

For some reason I keep looking at that title and seeing Knits. Maybe it's because of the effect of reading the first and last letters of words without reading the middle, like this:

Arocdnicg to rsceearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer are in the rghit pcale. The rset can be a toatl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit pobelrm. Tihs is buseace the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.

See, you can still read it, can't you? Everything's messed up, but you know what it says.

OR, it could be that I'm in edit mode and mentally deleted everything else.

Except my edits involved little to no deletion. My edits mostly involve me beefing things up, which is currently at the annoying part, because it's kind of vague "add this in". Or it wasn't, at first–my editor marked up the 'script with specific notes, but I'm now currently rereading the MS to make sure it has enough added in.

And rereading.

I'm looking at Scarlet so much that I feel like my eyeballs are going to bleed broken English.

Which is ironic, because at the end of this month, I WILL NEVER LOOK AT SCARLET AGAIN.

Well, not with the capacity to change anything, at least.

Basically, I'm super stressing at the moment, and it has less to do with the actual work I'm doing on Scarlet and much more to do with the fact that I'm just not sleeping past like 5.5, MAYBE 6 (on a good day) hours of sleep in a night. Day. Night-day. You know.

Which feels like a worrisome way to start a new year.

However, I also purchased this as a Scarlet themed piece of self congratulation: