Editing is Hard, Y’all

On Valentines Day, I published my first novel. Now, I love writing. It is everything I want to do in life – make up stories alone in a room? Not have to deal with people? Um, hello dream job.

However…

Editing. Is. Hard.

I left myself a month for edits, because I like to run on a tight schedule, and also because I’m insane. I know that I’ll procrastinate for as long as possible, so I tried not to give myself long enough for that to be an option. Stupidly, I thought if I only had a month, I wouldn’t leave it until the last minute.

Oh, what a fool I am.

I got everything done on time in the end – barely – but oh, did it take a toll on my home.

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My kitchen became ‘wash utensils on demand’ because I had such a backlog of dirty dishes.

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I started getting food delivered every night and eating the leftovers at my desk for breakfast and dinner.

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There was barely room for my computer amongst the dirty cups and leftover takeaway containers on my desk.

For the final week of edits, I could feel my brain dissolving in my head and I barely slept. I lived in squalor. I probably put on five kilos.

It was awesome.

10/10 – Would do again. And will.

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