Preparing For Revision
The first week back from Florida was spent reading the first draft of my National Novel Writing Month book.
As I sat down to read I was pleasantly surprised because I found myself laughing. This is one fun main character you wrote, Ms. Wonderful Good Looking Sexy Entertaining writer. (Hey, it's my blog I can refer to myself in any way I choose.)
Then, I got to the midpoint of the story and gone was my fun main character to be replaced with a serious, boring female who doesn't seem to feel any emotions.
She started out fun and entertaining, ended up bleak and flat.
That's where revision comes in.
This writing gig is not for the faint of heart, guys.
But I know I'm not alone
One of my writer friends told me that she wrote a book in which her heroine started out Southern and sassy, and by the midpoint, she was neither.
And you thought we sat down, cracked our knuckles, took a deep breath and wrote our masterpieces right off the bat?
All I've got to say is, "Where's my chocolate?!"
In other news, Surfer Boy and I adopted a kitten!
Someone dumped a box of newborn kittens off at the front door the veterinary hospital about six weeks ago.
They weren't even weaned yet which means the staff took turns bottle feeding the babies. If you know anything about kittens, they need to be fed every couple of hours. There goes any hope of sleep.
Since Surfer Boy and I are essentially petless--except Victor Jose, my daughters elderly Chihuahua--who we take care of periodically, we said, YES! we would be delighted to adopt one of the kittens.
Please help us welcome my new secretary, a little black cat named Penny.
P.S. - I did Swiffer my floors today.
As I sat down to read I was pleasantly surprised because I found myself laughing. This is one fun main character you wrote, Ms. Wonderful Good Looking Sexy Entertaining writer. (Hey, it's my blog I can refer to myself in any way I choose.)
Then, I got to the midpoint of the story and gone was my fun main character to be replaced with a serious, boring female who doesn't seem to feel any emotions.
She started out fun and entertaining, ended up bleak and flat.
That's where revision comes in.
This writing gig is not for the faint of heart, guys.
But I know I'm not alone
One of my writer friends told me that she wrote a book in which her heroine started out Southern and sassy, and by the midpoint, she was neither.
And you thought we sat down, cracked our knuckles, took a deep breath and wrote our masterpieces right off the bat?
All I've got to say is, "Where's my chocolate?!"
In other news, Surfer Boy and I adopted a kitten!
Someone dumped a box of newborn kittens off at the front door the veterinary hospital about six weeks ago.
They weren't even weaned yet which means the staff took turns bottle feeding the babies. If you know anything about kittens, they need to be fed every couple of hours. There goes any hope of sleep.
Since Surfer Boy and I are essentially petless--except Victor Jose, my daughters elderly Chihuahua--who we take care of periodically, we said, YES! we would be delighted to adopt one of the kittens.
Please help us welcome my new secretary, a little black cat named Penny.
P.S. - I did Swiffer my floors today.
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