Editing is Hard, Man

Here I am.

Got a blog post out in August, then in September... aaannnd skipped October.

"Um, Shiloh," you may be saying (I am mentally saying this for you), "Didn't you say that you'd have an update on your novel?"

Yeah.

The update is: I ran out of medication and now that it's on me to edit it, after my editors finally finished late October, I am procrastinating. I have medication again, thankfully, but boy! This is not a pleasant experience!

You see, I go and I look at it, and I see all the things that are missing, all of its flaws, and it makes me feel like I am a terrible writer incapable of doing such.

Yeah.

So it's November, and... life moves on. As it always does, of course. I went to Colorado for my grandmother's 100th birthday. I got home and my mom promptly had to go to the hospital; she's fine, but sickness is always a little scary around here for her. She'll be back home tomorrow.

And, of course, I have not wanted to edit it. To the point where I am being bribed with rewards and have multiple people bothering me about it, because that's the only way I will do what I need to do.

I'm in this interesting limbo. Editing Unicorn Valley is legitimately painful, but then I spend every night before I go to bed with an anxiety attack about the fact that it's not ready yet. I had hopes it would be ready for the holiday season, perfect gift time!

Mmm. Yeah. No.

I even have the first chapter published in an anthology, which I need to update the website with... bleh.

Anyway, there's updates. Consider yourselves updated.