Do it Again

Post Date: July 2nd, 2011

In the next room, my husband and his bluegrass and country band review a difficult harmony again and again and again.

I just heard Greg shout, “That’s it!” A full half-hour spent getting the chorus just right.

That’s one song out of 50-some they might be able to play any given night, out of hundreds they already have worked up.

In my office, I pick apart Draft #17 of How Wendy Redbird Dancing Survived the Dark Ages of Nought. A new outline, a new sequence of events, and a new purpose for certain characters. A love interest burgeons; the ending has changed.

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