Edits. Whoa. Moan. Groan. Everything I hate in life is wrapped up in edits.

I could manage this very trying time much better if a) I had a now-published manuscript to look at – you know, one that made it to the published stage including all the bad stuff or b) I had an iota of self-esteem and believed I knew what I am doing.

Instead, I am sitting here chewing my nails and wondering what on earth I think I am doing. Can you edit a book too much? Is taking something out going to make it weaker? Is putting something in going to make it stronger?

Sheesh. I need to quit worrying so much and just do it.

Yes, NIKE. Just do it.

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