Okay, I sidelined greatly with the room switching, but today I had writing group.
My friend and I carpooled up to Williamsburg and saw all kinds of lovely blooming things along the way. I saw some gorgeous redbuds. I was too transfixed by their purple purple blooms along dark bark before they disappeared sans camera to my eye. Some magnolias are just stunning now, too. Forsythia is turning from yellow bursts to green. But here's another cherry tree speeding by:
And then I thoroughly edited a single chapter, Chapter Eleven of somewhere above thirty. Don't worry, they're short. It is a middle reader book. It was a difficult edit. I was previously very attached to what I had, but looking at it today, I saw what I needed to do: tighten, cut effluvia, add main character's internal thoughts during scene to make it matter, and such. I believe, for now, that it was a very successful edit.
My friend and I carpooled up to Williamsburg and saw all kinds of lovely blooming things along the way. I saw some gorgeous redbuds. I was too transfixed by their purple purple blooms along dark bark before they disappeared sans camera to my eye. Some magnolias are just stunning now, too. Forsythia is turning from yellow bursts to green. But here's another cherry tree speeding by:
And then I thoroughly edited a single chapter, Chapter Eleven of somewhere above thirty. Don't worry, they're short. It is a middle reader book. It was a difficult edit. I was previously very attached to what I had, but looking at it today, I saw what I needed to do: tighten, cut effluvia, add main character's internal thoughts during scene to make it matter, and such. I believe, for now, that it was a very successful edit.
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