This weekend was a hard one, personally. Too much sad things going on. Working on my ms was a welcome distraction when I got home last night. I kind of watched the super bowl. I would perk up for the commercials and I went into the living room to watch Bruce and the E-Street band, but for most of the game I sat at the kitchen table and worked on The Christmas Child.
I edited two more chapters last night. It is amazing all the things I am seeing that I can improve this time around. I guess it is true that writing every day does make you a better writer. This is good incentive to keep it up!
I need to talk to my illustrator this week and talk to a trademark attorney. I have so much to do!