I’m bogged down on page 124 of 300 pages of what was meant to be a quick copy edit and has morphed into a bigger than the Black Lagoon rewrite. Why? How many novels do I have to write before I can call it quits after, ooo I dunno, eight drafts? Instead of eight hundred? How to beat the creature or is the creature me?
White is the new black, right?
While the edit is proceeding apace I have decided to abort. Why? 1. Two comments from first my partner and then my mum put me off my stride. The first from my partner was, like, at 9 pp an hour aren’t we talking quantity not quality. And that really freaked me out because I don’t…
Watch this space.
Seth Godin’s got me back on the horse again… http://sethgodin.typepad.com/ Seth Godin on YouTube
I’m plugging this for a friend, long time after I said I would, but you should check it out. Thin Walls Press. Some cool little stories. Always room for more word places.
measureformeasure.blogs.nytimes.com/: The song writing process sounds familiar to writers—nine-tenths perspiration and one-tenth inspiration. Too bad more top writers won’t step down from their ivory towers and confab like this. Our profession could use this kind of cool. Maybe the decreasing chances of what we think of as “success” has led to a kind of over-protectiveness….