I Might as Well Get a Job at Subway

Oh rats and drat and woe is me! Dinah, my editor, responded to the first official draft of Will Sparrow’s Road and, as usual, I’m left in the slough of despond (I stole that phrase but isn’t it grand?). My first reaction to her critique is always I can’t do it, won’t do it, don’t want to change it, I don’t know what she means! That phase lasts a few days. I have in the past risen above it, determined what needs to be done, and then done it. But with each book I think Not this time. This time I won’t or can’t and I might as well get a job at Subway. That’s where I am now. All of you reluctant and confused and overwhelmed writers, you have company. I’ll let you know if I figure out what to do with my story or if I am slathering mayonnaise on ham sandwiches downtown.