I have sequestered myself in order to finish my manuscript revisions. After some much needed encouragementand feedback on Friday and Saturday from poet friends, I did nothing all day Sunday but work on my manuscript. And now it's nearly complete. Woo hoo!
With the kids away this weekend, I really had no excuse but to finish the damn thing. How long have I been talking about revisions? Since May? Well, part of yesterday was about forgiving myself for not doing this sooner. I also had to give myself to be a big ol' slob and let the day unfold without any pressure to do housework or errands.
Here's the rundown of Sunday's revision marathon:
- Wake up at 6 a.m., work on m'script until 9 a.m.
- Watch CBS Sunday Morning (because I never get to watch it uninterrupted with the kids around)
- Work on m'scrcipt from 10:30 a.m.-noon
- Lunch (tilapia with sweet potato fries and yellow squash)
- Work on m'script from 1:30-5:30 p.m.; take breaks to watch the Red Sox lose to the Texas Rangers (*sigh*)
- Stop to mow lawn, my only chore for the day (also, first time out of my pjs)
- Shower and dinner (made best pasta of my life: angel hair with shrimp, tomatoes and basil from my garden)
- Watch Bourne Ultimatum and work on m'script 7-10 p.m.
- Drift off to sleep in an uncomfortable position
- Get up and watch the Bourne Ultimatum again. (sad)
Today I will print it out and work on the order, which I think will be harder than the revision process. I've rewritten some poems and replaced others--and now the arch has changed slightly. But by the end of the week, I'll send the work out to a few friends for quick feedback. Then, off to the publisher. Fingers crossed.
Working manuscript title: Little Misery