Spent the morning revising ALL THINGS BEAUTIFUL. Revised from page 133 to page 147 before I heard the dishwasher making a funny noise and discovered soap all over my kitchen floor. It reminded me of THE BRADY BUNCH episode where Bobby puts too much detergent in the washing machine. I sort of wish Carol Brady was my mom. Then she'd be here to clean up the mess.
As far as ALL THINGS BEAUTIFUL goes, this is my third rewrite/revision of the full book, and my agent has asked me to mark the spots where I've done the most significant rewriting, but truthfully, I feel like I'm rewriting every line to some extent. I guess I'll only mark the really big rewrites where elements of plot have changed.
I'm excited that sometime this spring an excerpt from ALL THINGS BEAUTIFUL will be published in Makeout Creek, and sometime in March, I plan to read that excerpt or another excerpt at Chop Suey. I'll let you know the dates when I know them.
I wish I could write more today. I had hoped to reach page 150, but I'm so close, and if my darling Christopher is inclined to watch a little "educational" TV later, I might be able to get there. The sun is shining. Smile and do a twirl. Make sure someone sees you. It's better that way. Speaking of things being better this way or that: There was a man at the gym this morning wearing headphones and singing REALLY loud. He had a voice like mine. Terrible! I'm doing kickbacks, laughing my ass off. It was great. He made my day. So go dance for somebody. Or sing!