I actually did a fair amount of editing last week. I worked on Casey's story every night. I even made a google map, or tried to, of Casey's journey from his birthplace on the reservation in Northern Ontario to our little town in the Niagara Region. Google couldn't handle it. As the only way in or out of the reservation is by air, the Mighty Search Engine was unable to calculate the trip. I was able to estimate the distance to the nearest town and determined the mileage from there. Score one for the human. Score another one for the dog who took a plane, train and car for over 2,000 kilometers to reach us. No wonder he's such a good traveler.
There are just a few more chapters to edit. Then the opening has to be made far more dynamic followed by another read-through and a polish.
Holding myself accountable on this blog does keep me focused and productive. I'm less distracted by,
oh, gorgeous man in chain mail.
What was I doing?