I’m almost through revising. Again.
It’s not really something that I do once and POOF! A great book! It’s more like “Okay, so if I look at one more sentence I’ve read a million times, will it somehow restructure itself to be that mystical, magical “fresh voice” that editors and agents everywhere will fall in love with?” So, what I’m saying is, I’m getting a little tired of this story. And its words. And its structure. But, here’s the thing… it’s only a LITTLE tired, what I’m getting. I don’t actually hate it. In fact, I think it’s a good book. And with the help of my beta readers’ amazing suggestions, it’s getting better and better (I think). (I hope.)
What I am really getting tired of is this chair. This one right here that I’ve duct-taped my hindparts into so I can’t go anywhere until I’ve finished. For days I’ve been in this chair, and I’m here to tell you, it isn’t getting any more comfortable.
Note to self: Someday, deserve a nice chair. Also a laptop. And a real haircut.
So here we go again, back to the revisions. I’m working it, friends. I’m trying to give you a really good book here. And as soon as that happens, I’ll be sure to let you know. Again. And again. I know. You were afraid I wouldn’t tell you, weren’t you? You thought that maybe I’d just sit here on my uncomfortable chair and hold a good book in my arms. But, fret not. I’ll get the word out, as soon as there’s word. Promise.
Back to word (that’s totally a typo, but I’m leaving it, because Word is my Work, after all).