Macro Edits

(Outside my window the sky is gray. It's going to rain. A good day for being inside and making a huge pot of soup.)

I opened my email this morning at 7:30 am. My editor has sent me my macro edits. I haven't opened the file yet. I decided, I'll finish my coffee, eat a bowl of oatmeal, take a shower, dress and then roll up my sleeves. I'm going to put a sign on my door that says 'Do not disturb. Working on edits!'

I'll let you know, dear readers, how this goes, if the file is dripping in red, oozing through the crevasses of my computer, plopping down onto my desk. It may not be so bad. Barbara's email to me was kind. She said Surrender the Wind is a romantic, satisfying read, and that readers are going to love it. She ended saying I had done a great job and should be proud of my work.

Well, that give me hope.
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UPDATE:

I couldn't wait. I opened the file, and to my joy it wasn't so bad. In fact, the manuscript is not dripping in red. I glanced over the first through pages, and the notations Barbara has made are great, as well as important to the flow of the story.

I read somewhere recently that every writer, no matter who they are, needs a good editor. I'm on my knees thanking the good Lord for mine.