It is late Tuesday night. Technically Wednesday morning.
I slept in this morning. After lunch, I started chipping away at my latest Frank true crime piece. The story grew in the telling, as they say. I worked on it this afternoon and after a couple episodes of "Poldark", I put the finishing touches on it and submitted to my editor.
People have asked me how I know when a story is done...
Wait. No, they don't.
But... I just want to write about when I know an article is done so I can send it to my editor.
Oh. Okay. Carry on, then.
Where was I?
I could probably spend even more time than I presently do, writing these articles. Re-writing this. Noodling around with that. I do plenty of that, anyway. But there comes a time when you have to trust your instincts and realize that you have to send it off to a higher power, your editor, and let him see if he agrees with your writing choices. You can delay the inevitable, but not stop it from coming.
In the morning, I will start following up on a couple more leads for another upcoming article. My editor gave me a tip a few weeks ago and while I tried to follow up, it didn't pan out. Will try again.
I think I will turn in.
See you tomorrow, my lovelies.