Two characters left a room they’d never entered. Another unpacked the same suitcase twice. Pass  the Valium.

Character to protagonist: “Why do you keep saying that?”

Carol to self: I cut those two scenes. She’s never even said it once. Crap.

In double checking my agent-requested partial, I discovered 4 continuity issues, 9 missing words and 17 misplaced commas in 15 pages. So, even if they hate the submission, it’s an editing bonanza.*

*Big deal. I wanted a full manuscript request. At least it’s something.

On the seven millionth edit of my partial submission, I discovered my protagonist was unpacking a suitcase on a bed that wasn’t in the room yet and hanging the clothing on nonexistent hangers. MAGIC!

I am charmed by the sight of the beautiful sweet black lab in my writing place. His squeaky toy, not so much.

I pitched four agents this weekend and got four requests for partials of two different manuscripts. This is both wonderful and terrifying.

Let the search for errant commas begin.

*Hyperbole, but not irony.

The man at the next table in my favorite writing place actually said he is afraid of Romanians because of the ‘Dracula thing.’

The conversation at the table next to me has momentarily distracted from my writing. I think it was the line, “She’s into Judaism, but it’s that earthy pagan form of Judaism, you know?” No, actually I don’t.