It was a long weekend in this writer’s house.
There was a lot of frantic revising. More than one navel-gazing, woe-is-me social media post. And even some tears.
But in the end, I loaded up my chapter to the So You Think You Can Write contest entry form and hit publish.
After all, what do I have to lose? At worst I suffer a little public humiliation. But you’re talking to the girl who just performed a face plant in the middle of her open-plan office. Humiliation is the name of my game.
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