…they come.” She grabs the page I’ve been editing and holds it up. “What the hell were you thinking? The rose tinted fingers of early dawn sent waves of lavender and blush across the cerulean sky? It’s like you vomited a rainbow on the page.”My Internal Editor is a Bitch8665Leslie WibberleyP.G. BarnettJun 27, 2019·1 min readWait, I’m laughing so hard. Hang on, gimme a sec okay?Whew, better. Please continue.