The eternally brilliant Madame Bishop has been documenting the adrenaline-packed thrill ride that is the revision process, as seen here, here, and here. It's heady stuff, full on and hard to handle. Not for the faint of heart.
I am engaged in the same death march. Actually, that's a lie. My death march is totally different to hers. She's paying stringent attention to detail, and I'm sort of...poking at it with a stick while failing to do the dishes. Anyway, this blog is going to stay quiet, at least until Friday. Friday I intend to get roaring drunk, either because a) I have sent off the completed story, huzzah and rejoice! or b) I haven't. Either way there is going to be liquor involved, and it will be messy, and that's the only warning you're going to get.
Make your decisions accordingly.