Right. Hi there. This is me, marginally returned from the brink of lunacy. At least, the incidence of seagull songs seems to be decreasing, steadily if not swiftly. 1 I have mailed the manuscript to my agent and my beta readers, and threatened them with Nasty Things if they so much as think of returning […]
Beta draft done. Brain broken. Send (alcoholic) aid.
State of the Beta Draft: the dog Stephen Moffat ate my homework. So, okay, the beta draft is STILL not done. I have swapped panicked moaning for cheerful lunacy and singing like a seagull. It's so much more fun for all involved. There's an astonishing array of seagull moods available: there's panicked seagull, introspective seagull, […]
STILL NOT DONE. ARGH.
State of the Beta Draft: still not done. (Orcs Words slaughtered: Thousands of the buggers. Literally. But they're growing back again!) State of the Author: ugh. Did I write any of this novel the first time around? I ask only for information. Here, have a dragon instead. I can't remember his actual name any more, […]
The deathmarch continues unabated. I have now abandoned all pretence of understanding the rules of grammar or syntax, the meaning of any given word in the english language, and indeed appropriate times to laugh or talk. Apparently you shouldn't indulge either impulse while you're alone. Who knew? Pshaw, I say. Friends and family are beginning […]
Blogging may get sparse in the next week or so, as the revision deathmarch loometh. I just want to be done with this draft, so I can inflict it on my tortured faithful beta readers and just ignore it, for a little while. My head, she is running dry. I have lost all ability to […]
Note to self: Write first. Make the time. You know this already.
It can be difficult to find a blog post topic when drowning in revisions. For example, the highlight of my recent days (so far as writing goes) is discovering that my character apparently, allegedly, according to what I wrote in the first draft, recovered his posie. 😕 I'm guessing I meant poise, because soldier-types aren't […]
I'm supposed to be writing. Right this very moment, me and the words, we should be in the groove. We are not. My head will not shut up today, and I'm finding focus a little hard to come by. There are changes afoot at the dayjob, and unrest there and among friends and family, and […]