Thursday, August 27, 2009
Hemingway Didn't Have To Put Up With This.
I'm trying to do the final edit and revision for "The Tragedy, 'Man.'"
Unfortunately, I have my four year old sitting on the computer to my right, playing Feeding Frenzy, and singing at the top of her lungs. Even worse, the six year old is setting up traps throughout the living room to "catch bad guys". He's doing a running commentary the whole time.
Somehow I think the bad guys have little to fear . . . but I have a sneaking feeling that at least one of those little surprises has my name on it, sooner or later. Having that knowledge lurking at the back of my brain also tends to make my work that much more difficult.