Samhain                                                             Full Thanksgiving Moon

Picked up Kate yesterday.  She missed the grandkids, but was glad to sleep in her own bed.

Eric, at Armstrong Kennels, said the snow up here on Thanksgiving night was so hard you couldn’t see through it.  Darn it.  I missed it.

(the holly king’s castle)

I’m closing in on the final chapters of Missing.  I was further along than I thought I was.  Once I get to the end, I still have a few things to do.  First, I have a character I’m going to eliminate and that will take some spackling and a fresh coat of paint.  Then, I have scenes that either need to get added to existing chapters or become chapters themselves.  Finally, I have to add location descriptors to the beginning of each chapter.  Not a lot of work, but some.  After all that, I have to figure how to compile the whole thing (using Scrivener) in a uniform format, then print it out.

At that point I’ll read through it again, editing as I go, this time with a pencil.  If it needs drastic changes, I’ll go through a third draft.  If not, I’ll print out a copy, then hand it out to readers.  After them, the third or fourth revision.  Probably one more round of reading, then a final draft.  At that point let the flogging of the manuscript begin.

Feels good to have gotten this far.