Sandman scored five unanswered points against our author this week. The early morning writing game has been dreamed about, but not played. He isn’t here this right now because he is showering in shame. But, the game isn’t over. The crowd hasn’t gone home. I’ll tell him that ‘tomorrow is another day’. Profound, eh?
The nightly edits have become a hike on the Novel trail. Our hero started this hike on a ‘dark and stormy night’. He knows that ‘the end’ is miles ahead. Blisters, bites, and bruises have been endured. Last night’s editing session was a hike in solitude on a section of this Novel trail. Others have come this way before. They call him forward. He just needs to get an earlier start each day.