Methinks this one is “reading” into me returning to polishing my novels, which includes needing to fill in some plot holes, and moving on to the next one.
It’s the last phrase that kind of makes me chuckle – because I have an inner 13-yr-old. I’m not sure if this is a metaphor or being direct. I don’t have any plans for a winter or frigid butt anywhere. However, my next plot has been on ice for nine years, so it’s a little behind. Sure, let’s go with that!