At least with this latest round of edits and rewrites. My eyes are crossed and my brain is a jumble of words, images, and emotions. I’m afraid if I write one more word it will destroy the remaining 80,000+ words and that would be crushing, to say the least. This is what a draft of Between The Beats looks like. The little bumps at the bottom are paperclips marking spots that I need to come back to in the next round of rewrites. But for now, this is what has been sent off to the developmental editor for her to review and notes to show me what else needs to…