I know that may not sound like a bad problem to have, but for me it is. When things go too smoothly, and I find myself speeding along during the revision process, doubt creeps into my head and I fight with the question of what I’m missing. Is it going smoothly because I’m missing the whole chunks? Or *horrors* have I committed the unpardonable sin of falling in love with my own work? While it’s good to enjoy your own work, if you’ve fallen in love with it, you are blind to its faults, which is deadly during the editing process.

I have become even more distractible than normal (and that’s saying a mouthful) and find that I have started to avoid the revision/editing process. I need the reminder that there is really no finish line, because although I may finish or at least think I have, the manuscript will then need to go to my trusted readers who will pick it apart and send it back to me, so I can start the process all over again. So that being said, I should probably quit procrastinating by writing this post, settle my mind, sit my writerly butt down, and head down revision road.

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