All revisions typed in — nothing left but printing
Thursday, January 31st, 2002Short break. I’ll do the printing tonight.
I get a day off tomorrow.
Pocket Full of Words
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Short break. I’ll do the printing tonight.
I get a day off tomorrow.
Of course, there’s more work that must be done in the second half. Still, it wasn’t nearly as much as I expected by the time I’d finished revising last night.
Tomorrow … typing them in. And mailing the manuscript if I have enough time. Though I probably won’t.
And the revisions in this last third of the book have so far not been as rough as I was anticipating. I had much more work to do on the revision of Vincalis. Which comes out in about a month. I cannot believe that.
Time has been flying way to fast for me.
And something nice. The farther I go through this manuscript, the more I realize that I haven’t liked a book this much when I was done with it since Sympathy for the Devil.
Maybe I should write everything under this hectic, insane pressure.
Or maybe not.
So anyway, I have less than 200 pages to revise, and […]
I made it to 245, and suddenly realized I was sitting there with my eyes closed, still trying to read what I’d written. So I went to bed.
But I’m getting an early start on it today, and I don’t have a headache, so I should make better progress.
Not in the book, but in the story. The place where, in this initial draft, I jumped the shark, or lost one fragment of the story. I knew it was coming, but now it’s here. In the next bit, I’m going to have to reduce and compress characters, turn them into one […]
Today I’ll have to do at least 200 pages, and I expect this part of the manuscript to require more work (the first part was surprisingly clean). But I’m almost done. Just a couple more days and I’ll have this monkey off my back.
And then I can get to the next monkey.
This is the strangest sensation — I don’t remember having written any of this. Revisions so far have been light, but the characters say things and do things that I don’t remember them doing. I might as well be editing the work of a stranger whose worldbuilding and previous works I’m familiar with […]
Done … done … DONE! 2977 words, and the end of the first draft. After cleaning out notes to myself, it’s 105,779 words long. Tonight, I’ll print. Tomorrow I’ll start the revision.