The baby, and by baby I mean 14mo, made a noise in her sleep at 4 o'clock this morning, which, of course, woke me up. I tossed and turned until she woke up at 6:30 and I feel like a zombie. Now I am drinking my first glass of iced coffee (read liquid crack) and am looking forward to naptime. Not because I think I might actually get a nap myself, but because I am looking forward to working on the ms today.
I'm in the middle of a major overhaul after I'd already given the ms a major facelift. One change snowballed into cutting characters and then I moved a few scenes and, before I could stop myself, I'd cut out the whole middle section. Now that I'm rewriting the middle part, I've got the forward momentum that feels like working on a shiny new idea.
If I don't land an agent after this rewrite, I've resigned to stuff the ms into a drawer and work on the handful of other projects that are in multiple stages of done-ness. One is a completed rough draft, two are very near the end, and several are the first few chapters in the shiny new idea stage, but I keep dropping everything to work on this one because I love the characters so much that I just can't let it go.
Must let go.
I am giving myself to the end of September to finish the re-write, then I'll send it to betas and wait for feedback. Sigh.