I am dehydrated. My eyes, ears and butt hurt. But, I feel good about the progress today. I edited fearlessly and dispassionately (mostly). Man that’s a bunch of unnecessary adverbs. The break was good for me. I was able to expunge some of my little darlings from the chapter I am editing. I’m trying to cut everything that doesn’t move the story line forward. It is tough, and I’m a newbie (sort of). I am used to doing multiple rewrites on poetry. Prose is the new animal to skin. bleagh.
But, this seems like burpees, where writing seemed like a series of cross-country races.