I'm having a damn grand old time. My fellow artists at the center kick ass and I'm editing like hell. The work isn't all cake, of course. Editing can be a son of a bitch. But you know -- you hit that moment, that note, tap into the vein, and it's gold.
I can't believe how much rewriting I'm doing. It's not new material -- it's making the current stuff tighter and more readable. Of course, last night I sent snippets to Adam and he had critiques, so I'm going back and fixing those. It's a slower process than expected, but I think it'll really show in the completed work.
Sitting at Long Home Coffee right now, listening to the Eagles on my headphones. Take it/to the limit/one more time. Indeed.