Sometimes I think my head is going to explode. Truly. I'm coming off another week of self-imposed guerilla proofreading. So in the last week I listened to my latest ms (because it's super easy to find words that were skipped or awkward dialogue when your story is being read back to you), and I did another round of punctuation proofs.
I am so obsessed with proper comma placement it's not even funny. It's to the point now where I don't even know where commas really go, anymore (Does that comma really belong between "go" and "anymore"? See what I mean?). Some of it is stylistic. I spent one evening fixing misplaced/misused semicolons.
I think I have everything the way I want it now. You know what they say about submitting your best work? I have perfection issues. I'm serious. Twelve-step program needed.
At any rate, while I'm confident in the hard work I've put into this ms, I am in serious need of a break.
This weekend I'm going to hibernate. I'm not going to do any writing or revising. In fact, I think I'm going to have a Twilight marathon. I'm going to watch all three movies. Maybe in one sitting. Doubt that's even possible with a psycho dog and a five-year-old running the household, but it's worth a shot.
It's just sad that I feel like I have to give myself permission to take a break. And the reason I mentioned the Twilight marathon? Because I've wanted to do this for the last three months, and I'm always putting it off. I figure if I announce it, I'm more likely to stick with it. I hate telling people I'm going to do something and then not following through.
See? How terrible is that?
So from one workaholic to another, I'm giving you permission to take a break this weekend. Rest. Relax. Rejuvenate. Watch Twilight. Whatever makes you happy. For me? That means getting as far away from "words" as possible.
Have a great weekend! No, seriously. :)