Tuesday, March 24
I opened my email late yesterday afternoon, and there awaited the manuscript of Pink Orchids and Cheeseheads, complete with editorial notes and suggested changes. I glanced through it and you can’t believe the relief I felt when I saw my editor had not changed the voice of April Grace! This character, who is nearly as real to me as my best friend, has a unique way of expressing herself. She makes up words and doesn’t always abide by the rules of grammar. To change that would be to change her, which would tear me up. So, thank you, Jess, for not touching the way this gal expresses herself.
A good friend pointed out yesterday that there are some things missing from my website/blogsite, so as soon as my website/blogsite-fixing person gets back from her trip, we’ll be working on that.
Why don’t I just do that my own personal self? You remember that list from yesterday? That’s why.
Thunder rumbles and dark clouds approach. I don’t mind a good storm, but having the computer plugged in during an electrical storm is asking for trouble. Not sure how long my battery will last, and I have a lot of work to do. So why am I writing in this journal instead of working on that manuscript? Good question.