The last revision

 

I remember English teachers passing out a printed piece of paper with a skeleton slumped forward at their desk, and it simply stated "final revision" at the bottom. You know, like an old-school meme.

As I continue my writing journey, I can tell I've improved. FFS. I hope so. And when I received my rights back to books I wrote twenty years ago, I knew they'd need an edit, even though they were edited by a professional editor at the time.

I was not wrong.

That's not the issue. More than happy to tweak and whatnot. 

My problem, because I'm almost done with book 5, and I'm twitchy as shit...is that I want to go back and edit the first three books in a paranormal romance I wrote about a decade ago. It's a five-piece series, and I've written 3. The others are safe, ?, in my head. I know what's going to happen. I simply haven't had the oomph to deal with them. Because my ADHD brain is going batshit over my Plot Twist series. So, there's that.

This is the hardest part for me. Whenever I'm near the end of a book, I'll immediately start looking for that next hit of dopamine. Did I start on book 6? BAHAHAHAHAHA

Fuck yes, I did. Am I eyeballing old works to edit? Ditto.

But...lucky for me, I didn't sleep worth shit last night. Who forgot their nocturnal medicinal cocktail? Yeah. This heifer. It was a rough one. 

I've decided today is about making reels. Plot Twist series reels. 

Let's hope my creativity is awake.

Twitchy

Ah, I'm having one of those days.

Can't sit still.  Not really clear on what I want to do.  Leg bouncing.  Mind racing.  Twitchy.

Not my favorite.

I have two stories I can work on.  Neither sounds particularly appealing.  (I love them both.)  Or I could start on a third because why not?  Because I'm twitchy.

Not quite sure what triggered this little episode, but I'd like to take it back.  It's too early in the day to be so scattered.

I think if I were to open one of my documents, I would probably settle in and get comfortable.  But if I can't?  

I'll be worse off than I am right now.

If it weren't so damn cold, I'd hop in my car and go driving around to shops.But it is so damn cold.

No Netflix or Amazon Prime.  I'll feel like I wasted my day.

Okay.  I'm doing it.  Working on the stories.  Maybe I can channel the twitchiness.

Always writing*

...even when twitchy as hell