One day I'll find the right words
and they will be simple.
"Are we there yet?"
comes the familiar refrain from the back seat.
After a long, hot, and sweaty ride in the back of the family station wagon...I would eagerly look out the windows, anxious for any sign that I was nearing our destination.
|National Lampoons Vacation|
Was the usual reply.
For months now I've been writing, re-writing, editing, re-writing. Repeat.
Just when I might be able to convince myself the story is ready...it's not.
Now my editor will take a look. She better hold on tight because I'm pretty sure
this is what she'll see:
|Thanks Ellen Harger for sharing this pic|
"Am I there yet?"
"Not yet. But almost."