Editing Has a Bedtime

Last night I hit it again. That wall where suddenly every comment on my work puts my hair on end, and I wonder how I ever thought anyone would want to read this manuscript. After scrolling with mounting ire through a few more comments, I look at the clock, and oh… that’s why.

I tend to get to that state by about 9 pm regardless of how much editing I’ve done during the day. (And yesterday I’d binge-edited eight chapters by that point.)

So I said “I’m done,” and tucked my manuscript in for the night. Even though I wanted to finish up the draft, it just wasn’t going to happen. I have learned that editing while tired is more likely to result in frustration and tears than improvements to the draft.

Hey, look, a metaphor!

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Millstones had patterns of radiating arcs cut into them so they would grind better. Periodically the patterns had to be re-cut because they would become worn down. This is one of the millstones I saw at the windmill by Sanssoucci Palace in Potsdam, Germany.

Don’t try to keep grinding away at your draft with a dull millstone. Rest when you need to.

Here’s to a new day, new energy, new insights, and new creativity.

Happy Yarning!

Hallo aus Deutschland: International Hug-a-Griffin Day

Well, there should be a hug-a-griffin day. Unfortunately, finding griffins is rather hard, even here in Europe. This is a big change from hanging out with the Featherfolk. Every day with them is hug-your-griffin day.

But I found several very friendly griffins in Potsdam at Sanssoucci (which really should have been called “Sanskleidung” if the other statues were anything to go by).

Basically, all the above nonsense is so I can post this adorable picture.

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Have you hugged a griffin today?

Happy Yarning!