I'm slogging away at revising my manuscript. Is slogging a word? Anyhow, it's weird. When I'm writing the first draft, everything is magic.
Then I go back and reread it and everything is crap. That's right. Plot holes, long sentences, things that don't make sense.
I see why editors want revisions so much.
And yes, I know that I'm writing to thin air right now. Someday maybe I'll have bloggees. Commenters.
Ha. If only Miss Snark would come back. I'd forsake this lonely blog and just comment on hers all day long.
Miss Snark, where are you?
-a snarkling who found you too late