The last few days have been busy ones. I've been trying to edit down a story, and the two large chunks of time I thought I had for writing turned out not to happen. Oh... and Easter. Instead of blogging, I've been scowling at a mess of words to see where I've gone off on tangents or where a mess of descriptive dead wood is.
During this phase I've been editing from a paper manuscript. The difficulty with writing in fifteen minute and half-hour bursts is that I have a lot of nice little vignettes that aren't always speaking to each other (or repeat themselves). Despite working within an outline, the manuscript managed to balloon out, and I've been looking at bits that can be rooted out.
And now the Day Jobbe calls.