I’m in the midst of editing Lucas’s Story. Ella handed me her critique about two weeks ago and the scenario didn’t play out quite like I’d thought.
Ella: Lucas Story is wonderful! Your best work yet! Don’t change a thing! Your readers will love it!
Me: *blushing slightly* Really! I never thought, I mean in my dreams, I’d. . .
Yeah. Anyways, this is what really happened.
Me: Wow, there’s a lot of red on this. Oh and you changed to purple toward the end.
Ella: Well, I ran out of ink about half way through.
As you can imagine, my mind is constantly circling on passive phrases, -ing sentences, filter words, and modifiers. I can’t seem to shut it off. So when I need a mental break I turn on an episode of Outlander. . .
. . .until Husband comes home. Before he can shake his head (Yes, I’ve seen all episodes at least three times.), I hand him the remote and redirect my thoughts away from plot issues to these pics. Soon I will be under the Cancun sun with a Tom Collins in my hand and warm, sparkling waters a toe dip away.
What do you do when you need a mental break?