More On the Midnight Rain Sale
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Okay, I know a little more now. The manuscript for Midnight Rain will be due April 15, 2004. Probably will be on the schedule in 2005, but I don’t know exactly when yet and won’t for a while. Contracts are on the way, which is very, very fast.

So. My writing schedule looks like this. 135,000 more words on Talyn by Nov. 15, revise from Nov. 15-December 13, print on Dec. 14, mail on the 14th or 15th. Take off until Jan. 1. Start the revisions of Midnight Rain then, hand in a segment of around 70-100 pages by Feb. 1st, hand in the completed novel by April 15th. (I’m hoping to do this part of the schedule faster, frankly.)

Gods Old and Dark should land on the shelves right around then, so that will be my new book in 2004.

Then, as soon as Midnight Rain is in the mail, I’ll start on Tor II. Have to conceive, outline, and write 250,000 words on that one by Nov. 15, 2004, and have the final draft mailed in by Dec. 15, 2004. Take off until Jan. 1st, 2005. Start in on Mainstream II, which I’ve just contracted, with a submittable draft due by, I think, June 2005.

Steady work. I’m really excited about this.

When In Doubt, Drop Back and Punt
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I’m making real progress again on Talyn. Got a 1500 word net gain yesterday in spite of removing a solid chunk of text. I did it by going back to exactly the point where things went badly wrong, and writing the scene I should have written the first time. Sometimes I can pretend I got it right and just keep going, but this time I couldn’t get the brain to play along with the fingers.

So I actually fixed something in mid-first-draft.

I left in everything that I know that I’ll eventually have to cut, too — I know this is cowardice on my part — the equivalent of pretending the badly damage net under the tightrope is better than nothing — but I’m hoping that as I work my way through I’ll find something salvageable in the material that has to go. Any part of that hundred pages that I don’t have to discard will be to the good.

And just to add to the excitement, now I have to finish the galleys for Gods Old and Dark and get them back to Diana promptly, something that I’m going to have to do sitting on the couch in the afternoon while the kidlet is building Bionicles.

Down to the last new scene in Gods Old and Dark
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I’ve been plugging away on editor-requested revisions for the better part of the month, and I’m finally down to the last new scene that I have to write (and in fact when I quit today I was halfway through it). After completing it, I have two more scenes total to revise — I think I’ll be able to finish the whole thing tomorrow. I’m relieved. This has been a revision done with a tremendous amount of outside stress, and it has consequently taken a lot longer than the two weeks I estimated for the project.

This starts me out a bit behind where I wanted to be with Talyn but I’d built enough padding into my schedule that I should still be able to catch up fairly well. I’m guessing that I’ll be ready to start the actual writing on the new book next week (still a bit out line-for-scene outlining that remains to be done before I leap into that.) It’ll be good to get into something new.

Ack, ack, ack, eeeuww!
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Every once in a while, working your way through a revision, you’ll notice that you’ve reused a phrase two or three times, or, if you really weren’t careful, more. In Gods Old and Dark, I had six — count ‘em, six — instances of ‘sad smiles’, which has to be a recent record for pounding a phrase into the ground.

Goddamn. This is the sort of thing that isn’t so obvious when you’re writing the book, because you’re doing the writing over a period of months and individual words and phrases fade into the fog as you fight to come up with your next batch of pages. But when you’re reading it, you start hoping for the horrific deaths of all these sad smilers.

Well, none remain. Not a single one. It’s a boring image anyway. Ah, yes, the poor woman with her sad little smile, screaming ‘pity me’ from the slump of her shoulders to her big, woeful eyes. I did not take a flamethrower to the characters, though after about the third sad little smile I was ready. But I did replace all that pitifulness with better imagery and a bit more punch.

Thank God for revision.

Slogging Gods Revisions
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I’m about to the end of the revisions for Gods Old and Dark — at least that’s what the ever-shrinking pile of paper to my left would attest. I’m doing a new scene right at the moment, setting up Raymond Smetty and Louise Tate for their eventual just desserts. (I left their fate hanging in the first version, and my slow-turn-around readers thumped me over the head for it.) Mark is downstairs either cleaning his room or doing demolition work: the sounds are identical and I haven’t the guts to go look. My other two guys are out raiding Toys ‘R’ Us to give me a chance to finish this thing, and I’m taking a five-minute breather while I figure out the next part of this scene, so I figured I’d make a note of where I am.

I’m having to come up with an end-of-series ending for Gods Old and Dark. I’m not sure there will be more books in the world, and I don’t want to leave readers hanging forever. So I’ll leave two carefully chosen threads wrapped but not clipped, so that I can pick up the storyline if I get the chance to do more World Gates books, but the rest get snipped and cauterized this time. It’s been making for a lot of rewriting. S’alright. The book will live through it, and the ending will be stronger than it was. And in a couple more days I’ll dive into Talyn and ten pages a day of Korre and alternating first/third and a couple of characters I just adore and thought I was never going to get to write.

In A Quiet House
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Over the last couple of days, we moved Becky into her own place, then shifted things around here to make use of what had been her room. Mark is still visiting with relatives. I’m working at getting my feet back under me, realizing that things have changed for keeps this time; I’m getting up early, concentrating on revisions for Gods Old and Dark, and coming to terms with having my daughter accessible only by phone for a while.

The revisions are finally rolling well again. I’m impatient to get them done and to get going on Talyn. This last couple of weeks has been a strange, uncomfortable twist in a road that has already been pretty rough these last few years. And I’m reminded again that life is change, and that the only time we don’t experience change is once we’re dead. It’s always easier to roll with the punches when I remind myself of that.

Gah! Revisions!
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Know how I said I liked to do revisions? How I enjoyed being able to go in and fix up the stuff that was already down on paper?

Lies, foul lies, all of it. At least this time. I’d say that editor-requested revisions on Gods Old and Dark were proceeding apace, but then we’d have to define ‘apace’ as ‘dragging ass like an old man with his feet stuck to the knees in frozen molasses.’

I suspect it’s going so slowly because my head is already in another book. I’m thinking Talyn, and planning that book in my sleep and in quiet moments, playing through the story in my head and living with the people, and dipping back into Gods Old and Dark is like falling into a foreign country where no one speaks the same language and the rhythms of life are alien and disturbing.

Or maybe it’s like shifting gears badly, and grinding between first and third by entirely missing second and popping the clutch, too.

Either way, I don’t know that I could actually be progressing much slower without working backwards through the book erasing the corrections I’ve already done.

In spite of everything, the book is almost finished
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The schedules of the rest of my family have been nearly impossible to work around, my mood has been grim and crappy, but Midnight Rain is close to completion. I’m hoping that the five-year-old will play quietly for a while so that I can work on it today — I’m within striking distance of wrapping the rewrite up, and I’d love to have it done.

Got the edit letter from Diana Gill for Gods Old and Dark, and I have until the end of June to hand in what are essentially small edits. That’ll be my next project once MR is done. Then … well, then, I’ll have to see.