Revision is an adventure. It's like following the Yellow Brick Road, filled with poppies, winged monkeys, and an emerald city. I know the way, yet I'm discovering things I overlooked during previous journeys. This is a time when I deeply inhabit the book, and I forget to Tweet and blog and comb my hair.
I don't want to veer off that road for a second.
I could miss something.
This is where I'll be for a while.