It’s just after 2 o’clock in the morning and I’ve (finally) just finished editing the second book in my YA fantasy series. YAY! A normal person would have gone to bed at a much more reasonable hour, but when I’m writing or editing, I tend to lose all sense of time.
…*shrugs* … It’s a gift. (Not).
I was also kind of lost in the story, which I find really bizarre since I was the one who wrote it. It’s so weird when I’m on the edge of my seat and waiting to see what’s going to happen next – since, technically, I already know. But I’m so attached to my characters! It’s like, I just have to know that they’ll be okay, you know?
Right. I think we can all agree that I’m a little weird. I like to call it my ‘creative genius’. My mother just says I’m ‘special’ – but I’m not one hundred percent confident that she means it as a compliment. (Love you, Mum!).
Since it’s officially way past my bedtime and in the morning I’ll probably seriously regret posting this at all, I’m going to sign off now before I write anything too crazy. Because, really, the last thing I need is to say something like, ‘Omigosh, there’s a purple monkey eating my goldfish!’
No, wait. That’s not real. But it’s a prime example for a) my creative genius, b) my special-ness, and c) the fact that I need to go to sleep.
Long-story-short, I just wanted to post an update on my writing progress: the editing (a.k.a. ‘hacking to pieces’) is done, which means now I get to let the manuscript rest for a few days before I do a read-through and then send it off to my publishers to see what they think. Yikes, that’s a scary thought. (Almost as scary as purple monkeys eating goldfish).
Goodnight, blogging world!
Ps. Feel free to come up with names for the purple monkey! I think he’s worthy of a title!