I was editing in the back seat of my minivan last night at soccer practice. It's what I do Monday through Thursday. Last night I finished a draft...one that turned the story into something delicious.
I almost cried when I reached The End.
I still have another draft to go--SIX DAYS TO DEADLINE!--but I texted my husband that I'd finished this one.
He said we should celebrate.
I said with cake and champagne.
Alas, that's not on our diet.
Look what was waiting for me when I came home.