I'm about 110 pages into my revision,
and am officially in love with this story.
Often when writers love their projects,
they go into some euphoric state in which they crank out words and revise like mad.
I'm not that kind of writer.
For the past week or so, I've been fine-tuning a couple chapters
in order to strike the perfect emotional balance.
These chapters are pivotal and are very different from the original,
so I'm charting new territory here.
I told Zippy it's as if I'm sneaking up on my story,
getting one part "just right," and then tiptoeing up to the next moment
that needs to be just right.
Lots of times I stop at the point of decision, and do something else.
Nap, work on a crossword puzzle, watch birds. Watch clouds.
That break gives my middle mind a chance to do its thing,
so that when I get back to it, I know how to strike the emotional balance.
Revision truly is a thing of beauty.
(Crocus from my front yard)