How many times have I ranted on here that I was going to burn the novel? Never look at it again? Throw it out my window? (Okay, I don't think I've ever threatened to defenestrate the novel, but it's a viable option.)
Last month I rejoiced . . . it was finished! I was read to query agents. They were going to fight over my story because it was just that awesome. Uh-hu, those were the delusions of grandeur that were galloping through my mind. Hey, give me a break, I'd spent 2 ½ months rewriting the novel from the beginning. And now I'm going to do it again.
I'm sure I've mentioned it in the last week. (Is it sad that I'm too lazy to go back and look?) I've go yet another insane self-imposed deadline that I'm writing to, and life is about to explode in several directions. Oh boy, here we go again.
How do people with kids do this? Seriously!
Today I finished the new first chapter of my novel. I'm trying to make the voice of my protagonist stronger. She needs to be a more aggressive character in general, and that is one of the items I am working on. I've got some cool ideas for the middle of the story, and I'm actually excited to write them.
It's going to be a rough, fast road this time around. I just hope I can keep up.
2 comments:
How to people with kids do it...they don't.
The novels either do not get written till the kids are in school or the books are so craptastic as to be shameful.
Most of my favorite authors either do not have children or did not become good writers till the kids had flown the coop.
Also, I think the deadlines from editors help. Self imposed ones have mental baggage.
Yeah. I'm pretty stressed out about it. Especially since I sent my new first chapter out and nobody liked it! Good feedback, just not what I wanted to hear.
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