Ohhh my God, I'm having the most unbelievably ridiculous time-frame screw up nightmare in the history of the written word. Copy-paste-copy-paste-edit-edit-scream-coffee-cigarette-copypastepcopypastecopypaste- infinity!
Never.
Again.
Will I write.
Without.
An.
Outline.
I've been editing like a madwoman for three days straight and slashed probably 20 pages. I lost track of the word count, so don't even ask. In spite of the difficulties--all of which I brought on myself--I'm totally psyched. It is going well, believe it or not.
I may have to put it aside for a few days, for a crazy reason. Well, crazy for me, anyway. I'm being interviewed by our suburban newspaper and the reporter *gulp* is coming to my house next Thursday. It's either CLEAN this hellhole or die of sheer humiliation.
I have one week.
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