Navel Gazing
In response to a request from Young Boobs that I write a blog post, here I am. There’s actually a very good reason why I don’t update very often. I don’t have a very interesting life. If I only update when something interesting happens then I look more interesting than I am. See how that works? I don’t mind though. I’m flattered that she wants me to update more often.
You see most of my life revolves around writing in some way. Whether it’s researching something I need to know about, writing new stuff for my current work-in-progress (henceforth called WIP because I’m lazy) or editing the last one, generally what I do involves sitting on my arse, not leaving the house. Except for the odd trip to the library.
So. Update. Um. I’ve just started my first pass of the manuscript I finished a few weeks ago. I’d been fiddling with it off and on, mostly tinkering with the prologue. I couldn’t get it right. I’ve got rather a lot of versions of that damned prologue. I’m considering a ritual burning. So the other day a daring ploy occurred to me. Instead of fluffing around with it endlessly, perhaps I should just ditch it. I didn’t like that idea because I hate throwing anything out, but today I finally got up the courage and did it. I’ve been re-working chapter 1 and it’s polishing up fairly well. It’s far from perfect but it’s better than it was and that’s all you can really ask from an edit.
Other than that, the only highlight of the day was the phone call I got from my favourite book store telling me the book I’d ordered had arrived. That’s actually more exciting for the Man of the House since it’s a book I ordered on his behalf. He doesn’t read all that much, you see, and I think that if I’m going to be a writer I need a partner who reads, even if it’s just the one book, over and over again.
Anyway, it just suddenly got really cold in my “office”. I’d turn the heater on but it smells like burning hair. That’s it from me.
Tagged: Writing.
April 18th, 2008 at 10:01 pm
Thank you
April 18th, 2008 at 10:37 pm
You’re welcome.