“Okay, here it is.” Sally plunked down a thick sheaf of paper, bound by a rubber band. “72,834 words.” “I’m impressed.” I handed her a victory candy cane mocha. “I’m exhausted. My brain is a noodle. I wrote late at night, early in the morning, while boiling macaroni and cheese. I’ve thought about this novel in my sleep, while doing laundry, driving my kids to school. All I do is think about this book.” “But, do you like it?” She smiled. “I do. But it needs so much work, and I’m not sure where to start. I have a jumbled mess. I have misspelled words and run on sentences and grammatically incorrect paragraphs…ugly.” “No worries. Today, I’m going to tell you what to do with that mess! “First, Let your […]
Read the RestArchive | December, 2012
