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End of the year, end of the book
Sep. 29th, 2007 01:35 pmTwo things happened this week: (1) it was the end of the Fiscal Year at work and (2) I finished the second draft of A Rain of Angels.
Yes, I finally gave up calling it the 1.5 draft and realized it really was closer to the second draft. The labyrinth was once more successfully negotiated. It still needs scrubbing, especially the language, but I've got to give it a rest now.
Does it hold up? I think so, but I am so totally not sure at this point. It's seems kind of goopy, kind of goofy—but I'm fresh out of perspective at the moment. I have certain things—comments, et al.—that I highlighted as I went so I could revisit them after I'd reread/reworked the whole thing. I'll try tackling them next week, but not this weekend as originally planned.
Because of the end of the FY thing. Busy, fricking busy, at work and I'm trashed. Some years the FY goes by with hardly a ripple. This was not one of those years. This year was a try-to-cram-five-tons-of-effluvia-into-a-one-ton-pipe kind of year. So it goes.
And those of you whose ms. I am currently reading (all one of you): I'm still reading, but events most definitely overtook me. Soon, I promise.
(Ha! Leon Redbone singing Ain't Misbehavin' followed Ethel Waters, followed by The End by the Doors. There's clearly a message there, but I'm too tired to figure out what iTunes is trying to tell me.)
Yes, I finally gave up calling it the 1.5 draft and realized it really was closer to the second draft. The labyrinth was once more successfully negotiated. It still needs scrubbing, especially the language, but I've got to give it a rest now.
Does it hold up? I think so, but I am so totally not sure at this point. It's seems kind of goopy, kind of goofy—but I'm fresh out of perspective at the moment. I have certain things—comments, et al.—that I highlighted as I went so I could revisit them after I'd reread/reworked the whole thing. I'll try tackling them next week, but not this weekend as originally planned.
Because of the end of the FY thing. Busy, fricking busy, at work and I'm trashed. Some years the FY goes by with hardly a ripple. This was not one of those years. This year was a try-to-cram-five-tons-of-effluvia-into-a-one-ton-pipe kind of year. So it goes.
And those of you whose ms. I am currently reading (all one of you): I'm still reading, but events most definitely overtook me. Soon, I promise.
(Ha! Leon Redbone singing Ain't Misbehavin' followed Ethel Waters, followed by The End by the Doors. There's clearly a message there, but I'm too tired to figure out what iTunes is trying to tell me.)