Letting Life Lead
The wind has been out of my sails, I admit it. I have been editing those short stories in my book collection based on feedback from beta readers, and it’s a difficult process. Some of the stories I haven’t written or read in a while and it has been a challenge getting into character heads again to keep the voice and flavor.
I’d hoped to have it ready for CreateSpace in January, but I don’t think I am going to make it by then. I also still have to decide on Copy Editing. I know, I know I should pay someone to do it, but services ain’t free. I’ve done as much as I can, but those damn commas slip by me even when I am hunting for them. Stupid, jerk commas. A compromise I am considering is to have a freelancer copy edit the longest stories. That should cut the cost in half. I know, know. But chaching.
There it is.
Biting my nails with a worried furrow engraved in my forehead.
writing, traveling, and tap dancing around town.
Leave your fear of the dark at the door, suspend your disbelief and come on in...
Writer and procrastinator
Warden of Words // Shaper of Stories
Bewitching Journey of Words to Meaning
This is the story of building a cottage , the people and the place. Its a reminder of hope and love.
Just your average PhD student using the internet to enhance their CV