So, the last week has been all editing, all the time. Lucky for us we have an amazing beta ninja who's willing to read (and rip apart) our work as we go. She gives us the gift of instant feedback and we will never, ever be able to thank her enough.
And now it's time for the big test.
We're sending our baby off to people who have never read our writing before (unless you count the blog). Writers who don't know Kate or Grace or Seth. Writers who (if we're being totally honest...) scare the shit out of us. They're that talented.
So, now we wait. And we see if they love it or hate it or want us to rewrite the whole damn thing. After all, this is our last chance to make big changes.
This might be one of the scariest things we've ever done, but I guess it's time for us to (wo)man up. Because after we're done with line edits, it's going to a couple other authors who we like and respect and who have written books that we love. And pretty soon after that we'll have to send it out to writers we've never even met before who may or may not want to say nice things about our work. And then there will be ARCs floating around and reviews popping up and tears being shed. And you guys might have to remind us to breathe.
Bring. It. On.
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