Tuesday, September 28, 2010

I'm zapped.

I've not posted recently because I've been working nonstop on edits to my manuscript. Finally, after days and days of hard, intense work, and countless cups of coffee, I've returned the edits to my wonderful editor, who was more gracious and patient and kind than I ever expected.

In the meantime, other work has stacked up, undone. So, I'm still playing catch-up with my freelance writing job, as well as with the insane amount of housework that I pushed aside to complete the manuscript. And I'm not going to mention how many books I have checked out from the library, which are waiting for me, calling my name. And with preschool in full swing and a toddler running and climbing and trying to dig through the trash can and empty the dishwasher... between all that, I'm zapped!

Zapped but happy. And anxious to write more.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Pins and needles, and red ink

Since turning in the final draft of my novel to my publisher, I’ve been waiting (and waiting) to hear back from my publisher’s editor. Not that it’s taken the editor an extreme amount of time by any stretch to get back with me – I simply am anxious to hear her feedback and suggestions. Every time I opened my email, I was hoping I’d see an email from her… and, finally, earlier this week, that email came. She says the feedback is coming, and soon. Within the week. (Gulp!)

Now, I’m thinking about the saying, “what goes around comes around,” and how that saying often is dead-on, and how I’ve edited other folks’ work, sometimes to the point the red ink drips off the page. I’m thinking about the big problems I’ve noticed in other folks’ work and wondering if the editor will find big problems I’ll need to fix in my novel. Will I be willing to make her corrections; will I be open to her suggestions? (I hope so, and I think so, but the very sentiment that makes waiting for the edits so painstaking also might make accepting the suggested edits also painful!) If the edits make sense, I don’t think any problems will occur. But then again, who said I ever listened to common sense?

I continue waiting (somewhat patiently) to hear from the editor. Until then, I’ll keep working on the second book in the series!

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Eew-ey Gooey Stew-ey: trashed

Because of protests, lengthy grumblings, and a general refusal to eat the dish, I threw out my recipe for eew-ey gooey stew-ey. What is it? Slow-cooked stewed tomatoes and tomato paste with brown sugar and mushrooms, and diced pork. Mmmm! I love it. I've made it a handful of times. But, no matter how many times I make it, or how much I enjoy it, the males at my dinner table refuse to eat it. Hence, the protests and grumblings. Hence, the empty tummies. Hence, the recipe in the trashcan.

Why is this post on the Writing and reading blog, you ask? Because it serves as an analogy. No matter how much I may like something, if it doesn't work, it doesn't work. That something could be a recipe... or it could be a book premise or chapter or character. But if it ain't working, and it ain't working, and no amount of rehashing it is making it work, perhaps I should (finally) stop trying to force it to work and cook another recipe. Despite how much eew-ey gooey stew-ey delights me, personally.