The sad truth of life is that there is more things to get done than hours in the day to do them. Between work, family and writing, I find myself drawn in multiple directions. The ones that pull the hardest get my attention first.
We've recently moved Bean into a daycare closer to work. This means a shorter commute and more time in the mornings. My goal is to carve out a few minutes to work on writing. Reading has been delegated to the commute. I'm reading a great book about Griffith Pugh and his contribution to high altitude climbing and hope to have a review up in a month.
In my precious few writing minutes, I am working on revising Safe Word. I almost feel like a broken record at this point. The first draft is done. I did a word edit only to realize that what I needed was a review of the plot and character development.
So I wrote a plot summary while my husband drove us to Quebec last month. But I still find myself stuck.
I tried writing some character sheets. Now I have a few character sheets.
I went back to my plot summary and realized I needed a scene summary with the POV character labeled.
So that is what I am currently working on. I feel the gap between this draft and a submittable product. I know there are many re-writes ahead. I'm just not sure what is needed.
Life goes on and Safe Word remains in editing mode. I've submitted another horror flash fiction and am eager to get Wolf Creek edits back from my editor. Point me in a direction and I will edit.
Then the marketing begins.
Lil Bean is rolling more. It won't be long before she is on the move. Then life will get really interesting. Maybe it's more about spinning plates and hoping I don't drop too many.