Working on Bloodshifted edits now. And no matter how light they are, and how nice my editor is about them, there’s something about getting edits that always feels like you’re sticking your hand into a fire — or like you’re in the passenger seat of a car watching an oncoming truck that’s going to hit you.
It’s completely irrational, and I know that and I tell myself that, and yet I’m still here squinting at the page, stopping myself from peeking out between fingers at them horror movie style.
Argh — and yay, because it’s another book! — but arrrrgggghhhhhh.