Manuscript Resuscitation

I’m working on that revision. You know the one. Time to turn that towering pile of crap into something I wouldn’t mind the neighbors seeing. (There’s also a notebook full of…well… notes to keep me on track.) I’ve been working on getting my stuff together for a while, now. I have my outline, my note

Next Steps

I set up a bullet journal spread to count down the last few queries (about three batches worth) before I hit my next rejection collection milestone. Nothing special. Just a bunch of squares to fill in each time I send something out. I also get a shiny new pip for one of my online writers’

Being Eaten By a Swarm of Bears While Thinking About What If

I spent three nights in the tent last week. The low temperature was in the teens, and my high sleep score (Thank you, FitBit.) was 82. That is, I slept “better” in the tent than I usually do in the house. (Possibly because the sleeping bag has a few straitjacket tendencies, so there’s less tossing

That Creeping Dread of Revision

I just printed out a manuscript for (yet another) read-through. I don’t know why, but for some reason, this is striking me as being a very big deal. I don’t expect this one to be a big project. After all, it’s already been revised. (Twice.) It’s not even like I haven’t sent it out before.

Mid-Winter, Mid-Novel, Mid-Revision Blues

I’m in a funk, right now. Maybe it’s the long nights of winter. Maybe it’s the endless tedium at the day job, or maybe it’s just the latest mid-novel slog. The thing is, I am making progress. I’m writing. I’m revising. I’m even typing those pesky handwritten pages that seem to multiply around me. Morale

Of Dragons and Personal Opinion

The comments on my story for last month’s StoryTime Blog Hop have me thinking about the difference between objective criticism and personal opinion. Wanna get more specific? There is too much baby-eating in this story. –Roughly half the people who read the story. There is exactly the right amount of baby-eating in this story. –The

Stepping Back For A Better View

I spent a fairly good chunk of today and some of yesterday working on the timeline for my revision. I found a few missing pieces–five of them, actually–that need to go into my outline.  This gives me a total of 14 chunks left to revise. And puts me behind by… well, based on my original

Index Cards and Coffee Might Save My Life

The wind is blowing in hard and cold, and you can hear it creeping around between the houses. This is the week it’s finally supposed to get really, truly, properly cold. I’m not that much of a winter person, and even less so, when it’s cold and cloudy. I worked my way through a bunch

The Festival of Queries: A Writerly Celebration of Death

I’m finishing up my revision, and that means it’s time to start the weeping an gnashing of teeth Uhm… working on a query letter. So, this is the process by which we take the novel–all 100 thousand words of it–and cram it into a post-it note, or better yet, a postage stamp. That’s an exaggeration,

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