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Category Archives: Fifth GiftSometimes the revision process feels like Limbo. Purgatory? Maybe. The In-Between place. The Not Here, the Not There. I’m not doing a whole lot of writing, is what I’m saying, and I’m not promoting anything, and I’m not working on editorial letter changes (at least, not exactly). I’m … reading. I’m reading. My own book.... It’s that time again. Revision. Re-revision. Re-re-revision. (That sort of implies that it started with a VISION, right? And that should help this process along.) Agent M sent the latest round of notes, I read them right away, and I’ve taken the weekend to process. A few thoughts on the whole deal: – Far fewer... And once again, I have delivered a manuscript. Breathe with me, friends. Ahhhh. We shall see what Agent Meredith thinks of it (if she finds it ready to submit to editors), but meanwhile, I can think about other things for a few minutes. Yay! Other things! (See how glad I am?) Okay. So. Things. Um,... I’m gasping a little, here Not drowning, exactly – Just feeling the water slapping against my chin. Working.Working.Workworkworking And not much getting finished. Sticky, life is. (Also floors. And cupboards.) Is the story any good anymore? Hard to say. Hurry hurry hurryhurryhurry to Finish It Up. Why? So it can be done? Or so it...  Do you ever feel the need, the deep, deep NEED to be poetic or intellectual or (dare I say it?) satisfying when you write? I do feel that need, but I try to push it to the side as often as possible. So, what I’m saying is, although I could astound y’all with my reamarkability,... Today is the last day to enter to win TELL ME WHO I AM. So get on over and enter, if you haven’t. Because WINNING IS FUN. Remember that? Also, New York. I am going. (Coming?) Soon. In a week I will be there. And I am excited more than I am nervous. Remember how I... I’m almost through revising. Again. 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... |