The Bear is slap-happy from another sleepless night in labor with Judging Angels, which is finally a'bornin.' He got his first sneak peek of the edits. It is exciting to see it really coming to life after all the teasing and changing. Again, I can't say enough about some of my beta readers. You are going to read it and say, "Holy cow, he made every change I told him to!" It is very different.
But where is my precious apostrophes? Has she gots them in her pocketses? Where are my precious words ending in "-ly?" Riddles! We shall play riddles to wins them back!
So, editing is not completely horrible after all. More like an operation you're really scared of, but the nurses hold you down and the doctor says, "Don't worry, I can amputate a limb in 20 seconds! For a Bear, 120. Here bite on this!"
The Bear is sure there will be some gentle back and forth between the 950 lb. Bear with jaws that can crush a bowling ball, and eviscerating claws and... what was the Bear talking about?
As long as his felonies and redheads don't follow the way of possessives and adverbs, the Bear will not be too discontented. Because without them, it's a short story that wouldn't make a lot of sense. More of a haiku, actuaLLY.