Write drunk, edit sober.
Maybe that's why I like writing more than edits. ;p
I am trying to get into my first round of edits with the same gusto I had while writing the manuscript in the first place. Only problem is I seem to be fighting an uphill battle over here.
Sickness has assaulted my home and work environment. Despite the endless amounts of sanitizing products I used, my immune system lost the battle.
So here I sit, going between hacking my lungs up and trying to see through the antihistamine cloud.
My grumpy Tinkerbell mug and I are not amused. I am off to reheat my coffee again and try to be coherent. And sexy. Cause nothing gets you in the mood for sexy writing like discarded tissues and coughdrop wrappers. :)