I thought I was THROUGH the most embarrassing part - I manned up and finished the longest sex-scene chapter - and now there's ANOTHER (wailing, sobbing) - I am currently giggling and repeating words he says in FALSETTO, Christ. Thank god I'm the only person in the house right now.
Oh, and clutching my hair, literally, did I mention that? This is kind of soul-shriveling in a maniacal sorta way:)
duluth, you let your husband edit? No way could I do that!
Hmm... actually he offered suggestions when I was new to writing, and he was good, too, useful. But after he read sex scenes for us out loud one Saturday night while we were busy drinking, I can't even do that!