I've been going through the copy-edit of Over You this week (inbetween my jaunts to the capital). It's so long since I actually wrote the first draft of this (last September I think) that it's almost like reading someone else's book....and seeing all the things that are wrong with it. Eeeek! I have been slashing my red pen around like a vicious teacher. The beginning feels so slow! Slash, slash, edit, edit. All the bits about my heroines' family are just too mumsy! Slash, slash, edit, edit. It's going to be a two-page pamphlet at this rate - and it's all I can do not to write SEE ME! at the bottom (always fancied myself as a teacher).
I probably shouldn't say this but am worried now that it's rubbish, and so have put it to one side to read through again over the weekend. Heeeellllppp!
29 years on, nearly there
2 hours ago