So my inbox continues to be devoid of any replies from agents; though this means I haven’t yet been rejected by them it’s still disheartening.  So, in the meantime, my fabulous boyfriend has been helping me fact-check my work in progress, to make sure I don’t sound like a huge idiot when I start subbing it. 

Problem: I’m now so in love with book number two that editting book number one has fallen a few notches on my list of priorities.  *smacks forehead* Oops. 

I think I’m just so horribly DONE with tearing apart and rewriting “Whatever’s Left” that I’m beginning to associate it with heightened stress-levels and all around craziness.  Should probably work on getting past that, huh?