The major revisions are tentatively over, barring the discovery of a major plot hole.

*I've reworked the dialog and descriptions to be as spare as possible while restoring the script in parts where I had already stripped too much.

*I removed a subplot that wasn't in the book to begin with.

*I fixed a number of major formatting errors.

I'll go through "The Hollywood Standard" and see if I can find anything else that needs attention. It's starting to look like a penultimate draft, though. One more round of ad-hoc edits and a quick read-through of the entire script might do it.

I'm still terrified that I'll have made some error that marks me as a rank amateur, though. I've put so much effort into this over the last five weeks though. I never imagined I could get so far in over such a short span of time.

But will being a power writer who produces good work fast be enough? And is it really "good" to begin with? Maybe I'm just setting myself up for disappointment. These past few weeks I've only been able to picture myself comfortably settled into a lucrative line of work, but now that old specter of doubt has returned.

What fool's errand is this, I wonder?