Worked the whole afternoon on revising that romance chapter. At about 6 p.m. I realized that my first draft actually works much better than that second draft. Argh!
Still, English sounds (er … reads) like that of a daftie. Argh! Argh!
And I really, really want to hand that chapter in on the day after tomorrow. Argh! Argh! Argh!
Hey, perhaps I’ll be run over by the masses of new students the day after tomorrow so my prof will never need to know if the chapter wasn’t ready for handing in! Now isn’t that a cheerful thought? *G*