Tuesday, May 12, 2009


I'm partway through a serious revision, and because I'm in the zone, I've forgotten to dress or run or even eat today.

So of course I totally spaced that I was supposed to go on Reesie's field trip to the farm.

Tonight at Dominic's Taiko concert, Reesie's teacher came over to me, where I was sitting at the very back table, buried in my manuscript.

"I'm so sorry about the field trip," I told her, and she gave me oodles of forgiveness.

"I've been working on this thing," I said, flipping through 243 pages of cross-outs and arrows and highlighter and pen marks.

She asked me one thing: "Is it worth it?"

IS it worth it?

Somebody tell me.


Christy Raedeke said...

The weird thing is, even if someone said, "No, it's not worth it," I don't think we'd ever stop...

Jennie Englund said...

What does that make us?

Crazy? Masochists? Unstoppable forces of nature?