Zoom. Zip. Four months just flew by.
There was another edit, of course, and Chapter Nine is no more.
Its chewy bits remain scattered throughout the first chapter, but most of it is in the bin where it belongs. It was a massacre of darlings.
And it felt good.
But the time for feeling good is over, because I’ve decided to give Pitch Wars a shot.
From some of the accounts I’ve read, Pitch Wars can be a wonderfully brutal and harrowing experience.
I’ve gone through the list of this year’s mentors, and there are four I’m looking at. So now it’s time for further research, planning, and plotting. And online stalking.