We've been together so long that...

I can finish your sentences.

I know what you're thinking before you think it.

No, I'm not talking about someone. Something. More like my manuscript. I know it inside and out. We've been together for, let's see...almost a year and a half. So we're in that middle comfortable stage in our relationship where we can totally be ourselves and still love each other for it. You know, like farting in bed (lol remember that Sex in the City episode?) or admitting you love a really bad TV show that most people would make fun of you for (like me who at the age of 30 loves The Secret Life of the American Teenager in spite of the mostly cheesy acting and the word sex being used at least twenty times per episode). Wait, did I just say it twice in my blog post with only paragraph in?

While knowing someone so well that you can be yourself through and through, it's a little tough. You lose a little of that I-want-to-be-around-you-so-much-I-don't-need-to-sleep-or-eat feeling. Things get more predictable and sadly, boring. Not that it's a bad thing.

Unless of course, it's a book you've written that you're reading for the twentieth time in hopes of spotting mistakes and areas that need improvement. Trust me, at this point it's a daunting process when you aren't seeing it with fresh eyes. I'm plowing through, but it's way harder this time. And the other super exciting, new ideas for other books that are taunting and dancing around in my head aren't helping. Fortune tellers and Hollywood's hottest young celebrity who's actually a big time nerd with zero game. By the way, those are two different stories!

But, no worries. We'll make it through this rough patch. I love SAGE too much to give into temptation. (I know, I know, if you're a regular reader here then yes, I did cheat awhile back and start something new. I swear I thought we were done at that point!)

So it's back to reading and editing my way to the end. It might be harder working with something I know so well, but at least I can rock my rattiest pajamas and skip a shower when while we're working together.

Ah, true love.

*I am noticing that when I run spell check on my posts here lately I have way less yellow highlights pop up telling me I misspelled something. All this revising and editing might really be whipping me into shape to do it right the first time. Gotta love that.