We were driving home from the mountains last Sunday evening, the kids doing the head bob in the back seat, when I told Kirk I would kick off the week by writing my synopsis. "It'll be a good exercise to get back into it."
Nothing makes novel revision look better than the task of writing its synopsis. Truth be told, I chickened out. At least I can say Draft 4 is 1700 words further along than it was when I stopped in December. Still, my January 31 deadline awaits, so that means forfeiting at least one day of word count to this torturous exercise and yet another to revise it.
Remind me, why do I do this?