As what my pitter-patter heart told me secretly, RIMS was for revision once again. But the problem was far beyond what I had expected. At least I was able to talk to my editors on which part should be changed and how. It made the editing easier. But not quite.
Especially if the words would not come.
But I am trying. Really. Juggling between problems of daily existence and facing Brad and Nikkola again. I'm crossing my fingers again. I am joining my hands together in prayer that this time, RIMS would finally get a Yes.
Then I can shout with joy and lay in my bed relieved. Until then, I am faced with the gruesome process of re-writing. No one said it was easy. I never disillusioned myself that writing would be easy. But there's no harm in trying. And I will. Despite all odds, RIMS must survive.
Especially if the words would not come.
But I am trying. Really. Juggling between problems of daily existence and facing Brad and Nikkola again. I'm crossing my fingers again. I am joining my hands together in prayer that this time, RIMS would finally get a Yes.
Then I can shout with joy and lay in my bed relieved. Until then, I am faced with the gruesome process of re-writing. No one said it was easy. I never disillusioned myself that writing would be easy. But there's no harm in trying. And I will. Despite all odds, RIMS must survive.
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