If I had just gotten it right the first time…
After 10 or more rounds of revisions on the laptop, I went old school and took the red pen to the hard copy draft of Chapter 11.
I showed the pile of red pages to my husband, Aaron, and lamented I didn’t think it would be this bad after having already made so many rounds of revisions. And in a tone of voice that feigned innocence, he reminded me that if I had gotten all the words right the first time around, I wouldn’t be having this problem now.
I wanted to hug him. To death.