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Wednesday, still revising
Jan. 17th, 2007 06:54 pmNervous. Deadline in 4 weeks. Nervous...but not nervous enough to enact an LJ moratorium. Give it another two weeks or so.
A character who rated only a passing mention in the first draft is now a fully-formed entity who is pivotal to the plot. So pivotal, in fact, that a major plot point no longer makes sense without her. Nice of her to let me know now.
Someday soon, I will rant about my process, which seems so incredibly wasteful that I wonder why I bother. Outline? *phfft* First 200 pages, aka protodraft? *phfft* First frickin' submission draft? *Phfft* No, boys and girls, it isn't until we reach the second submission draft that I get a grasp of the story. Can we say it again? Wasteful. Repeat after me--W-A-S-T-E-F-U-L.
It's depressing, because I can't finesse these stages. I can't not go through them. And what's so damned sadistic about it all is that every time, EVERY BLASTED TIME I go through it, I think "This time, it'll be different. This time, I'll get it right without all this wasted stuff. This Time. I. Will. Write. A. First. Draft. That. Sticks."
In my *&^%$#@ dreams.
Stay by Trespassers William is the latest song to etch tracks in my brain. I've played it almost constantly for two days. Highly appropriate, given the plot of Endgame.
The cover print arrived today from Chris McGrath. The colored area is about 11" by 13", give or take, with a black border. Must get is framed sometime next month.
A character who rated only a passing mention in the first draft is now a fully-formed entity who is pivotal to the plot. So pivotal, in fact, that a major plot point no longer makes sense without her. Nice of her to let me know now.
Someday soon, I will rant about my process, which seems so incredibly wasteful that I wonder why I bother. Outline? *phfft* First 200 pages, aka protodraft? *phfft* First frickin' submission draft? *Phfft* No, boys and girls, it isn't until we reach the second submission draft that I get a grasp of the story. Can we say it again? Wasteful. Repeat after me--W-A-S-T-E-F-U-L.
It's depressing, because I can't finesse these stages. I can't not go through them. And what's so damned sadistic about it all is that every time, EVERY BLASTED TIME I go through it, I think "This time, it'll be different. This time, I'll get it right without all this wasted stuff. This Time. I. Will. Write. A. First. Draft. That. Sticks."
In my *&^%$#@ dreams.
Stay by Trespassers William is the latest song to etch tracks in my brain. I've played it almost constantly for two days. Highly appropriate, given the plot of Endgame.
The cover print arrived today from Chris McGrath. The colored area is about 11" by 13", give or take, with a black border. Must get is framed sometime next month.
