I’ve been working since about 10 this morning. Time off for meals, no time off for good behavior.
I got my moderators set up in How To Revise Your Novel. I got sign-up pages set up and tested. I got all the kinks worked out of the class itself. (That I could find, anyway.) I got e-mails sent out letting folks know that after Thursday, it’d be too late to sign up to the HTRYN earlybird list, because I’m sending out the secret page link on Friday.
I got three thousand words of course description written, and will finish that tomorrow and put it up so you can see what I’m actually going to be teaching in “How To Revise Your Novel.”
What I didn’t get was fiction.
Eyeballs bleeding, sore all over from sitting in the same position for almost 17 hours, utterly fried… I’m going to hang out with Matt for a while because I’ve been a ghost all day. And then I’m going to go to sleep for a while, and get up and do it all again.
How did your words go?