Each of my kids needs me to take them somewhere.
Dear hubby finally decides to tend the honey-do list.
I can’t concentrate with all the noise he’s creating.
The chimney has to be removed NOW?
Sigh! I have a flat tire.
This acrostic shows what most people outside the writing community think of edits--they don’t think of them at all.
My convertible isn’t in shape to transport on this writer’s journey with a flat. So, I open the trunk, shove aside the folder of edits and pull out a tire iron, (refraining from using it for anything other than its intended purpose.)
Though I prefer the world to revolve around me, I can‘t hog the fast lane, or road-rage others just because I have edits. Therefore, I fix the flat and park far away from the chimney. Next I load the kids into hubby’s old truck, and do taxi duty. Upon returning home, I help my husband break apart the chimney.
Busting a chimney is fun, by the way, and spending time with the man I love is a bonus. The flat ended up as a blessing in disguise. It made me realize how important it is to take a detour once in awhile. Destroy stress, and bind with loved ones because life goes on, edits or not. Though my first thought was to attack something other than the chimney, I ended up laughing about the situation. Laughter is just what I needed--that and a hug from a very sooty man.
Well, my dear reader, my tire is changed now and I’m heading back to edit land. To be truthful, I can’t stand this part of the journey, but like changing a tire, it is necessary. If you stay on this road with me, I promise to drive carefully, dodging unnecessary commas and excessive adjectives whenever possible. The ride may be bumpy at times, but it will end at the big town of Perfection, Publication and Party time. At that juncture in the road, I’ll send each of my followers an invitation to the party--and a chance to win a free copy of my books.
Author Note: Thank you to Marla Miller for having me as her guest blogger @ www.marlamiller.com