Once the rough draft is there…the time to hone it, sculpt it, or gently whip it into shape arises.
Editing, the book professionals call it.
The middle. I call it.
Something I have not really been that good at, ever.
But enjoying it this time round. Discovering my own voice and take on things.
Middling, meddling, growing and shaping.
For twenty minutes a day, those can be squeezed in at any point. Especially when feeling like just sitting there and doing nothing, or being in the middle of the Christmas craze. You can do it, all. Just keep growing.