Another thing I can hardly boast about is the time I've spent dropping words. For a while, I was spending several hours each day. This past week I was down to about an hour. I've spent more time writing my blogs - and visiting others' blogs.
It's like this when I write, too. As I near the end I slow down, as if the ending were something to dread instead of looking forward to. This time that is certainly true. When I finish reducing this thing to whatever I do I have a new daunting task set before me: Rewrite it. I don't look forward to that. I'm not even sure I'm qualified. Oh, I can tell the story. Ain't nobody more qualified to do that than me. But this rewrite isn't about telling the story. It's about presenting the story in a manner acceptable to agents and editors. I've never succeeded in doing that. Ever.

Well, that's another task. Another day. What did Jesus say?
"Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble." Matthew 6:34 NKJV
This week's goal is to finish. Press on, Bevie. Press on.
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