Coming Soon, Nell's WIP


I woke up to an e-mail this morning: “Hi there! I’m your editor for Unconditionally.”


“First off, I LOVE this story.”


And also:



When I was done jumping for joy, the anxiety poked my brain. What if the entire document is full of red? What if, what if, what if? 

So I didn’t open the document. Instead I did important stuff, like checking my Facebook. Drank juice. Paced around. Then I gave myself a mental smack on the head and opened the damn thing:


(If you’re confused my Word speaks Swedish to me. “Borttaget” means deleted) 

…and wondered what I’d been so worried about. You have no idea how relieved I was when I scrolled through the document, and at first glance kind of agreed with all the suggested edits.

My editor had opinions about my sentences, that tend to be rather long sometimes. (Word tells me this time and time again, but I don’t listen 🙂 ) And well…commas. Which is a surprise to absolutely no one (wouldn’t you agree, Addison? 😉 ).

But in general: not nearly as much red as I’d feared, even if not all the pages is as neat as this one.

I’m excited to get to work. It feels real now.


About Nell, Writing Challenge

Day 16 #30DayWritingChallenge

Something that you miss

Since the prompt says something as opposed to someone I guess I can’t say my daughter? 🙂

I miss spring in Sweden. In Malaysia we have rainy and dry season and it’s about 30˚C/90˚F all year round. In Sweden there’s four seasons, including a very long and dark winter that I really dislike. But when snow melts, winter finally lets go, and spring arrives—I miss that feeling.

It’s a feeling of rebirth and new hope, and light, since the sun doesn’t set as early as 3PM anymore. I love the scents and the delicate green buds on awakening trees. I love how the first flowers of spring fight their way through the remaining snow and stand brave and tall in our flower beds.

I love how everything around me returns to life.

But mostly I miss my favorite flower vitsippa (wood anemone in English according to my friend Google). They grow everywhere and I adore the sight of an entire field or forest full of them (like this or this). Every spring, me and my daughter used to go for a walk in the woods close to our house, and pick the largest bouquet of wood anemones, take pictures, climb trees, and just enjoy spring.

Now she goes for walks and enjoys them without me, but she brings her camera and takes fabulous pictures that she sends to me since she knows how much I love them. Pictures like these:


That’s what I miss most from Sweden.

How about you? Tell me about something you miss.