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So, anyway, I posted the first chapter of the new novel, Night Warrior, to the workshop last week. I didn't figure it would get much attention during the week between Xmas and New Year's, but I also figured what the heck. I was pleasantly surprised there. Reception's been pretty good. The chapter has first draft issues, of course, but so far nothing too insurmountable. At only one chapter in. We'll see how the rest goes.
Basically, I'll be happy if critters say, "Your premise doesn't suck."
I actually got more writing done than I thought I would over Xmas break. Every year I usually do a full body collapse, just let myself sloth it all over so I can regain my energy. I tend to burn the candle at both ends during my "real life." Typically, it takes me the better part of a week to feel vim and vigorated. This year was no different, but while semi-comatose I also managed to get most of the work done on chapter nine of Night Warrior plus some significant twiddily bits on earlier chapters, and wrote some crits (something I've been seriously behind on for months). So it was a semi-productive full body collapse. Writing always vims and vigorates me. It's all the other squanto that burns me up.
I'm glad about working out the problems on chapter nine. It was not working as I originally wrote it so I scrapped it and started again, then that wasn't quite working, and I finally realized I could use part of what I'd discarded to round it out. Good thing I never throw away anything. I haven't smoothed everything out yet, but I feel like I hammered through the major problems. It's taken the better part of three weeks. Hopefully things will run along smoothly for awhile. My local beta readers told me they expected new chapters when my vacation was over. I almost have one for them.
I dreamed about looking for a new job last night. Which is something I so don't want to contemplate. I also dreamed that I was a devastatingly handsome man. Hmm. Too much time inside Caius's head, I guess. I almost never write first person, so it's been an interesting experience all the way around.
So now I'm all rested and it's almost time to go back to the grind. *sigh* Such is life. It's feels like the world changed in the last weekâbut I suppose it hasn't really. Or maybe it has.
And compared with three-quarters of the world, I live a blessed life. I'm grateful.
Basically, I'll be happy if critters say, "Your premise doesn't suck."
I actually got more writing done than I thought I would over Xmas break. Every year I usually do a full body collapse, just let myself sloth it all over so I can regain my energy. I tend to burn the candle at both ends during my "real life." Typically, it takes me the better part of a week to feel vim and vigorated. This year was no different, but while semi-comatose I also managed to get most of the work done on chapter nine of Night Warrior plus some significant twiddily bits on earlier chapters, and wrote some crits (something I've been seriously behind on for months). So it was a semi-productive full body collapse. Writing always vims and vigorates me. It's all the other squanto that burns me up.
I'm glad about working out the problems on chapter nine. It was not working as I originally wrote it so I scrapped it and started again, then that wasn't quite working, and I finally realized I could use part of what I'd discarded to round it out. Good thing I never throw away anything. I haven't smoothed everything out yet, but I feel like I hammered through the major problems. It's taken the better part of three weeks. Hopefully things will run along smoothly for awhile. My local beta readers told me they expected new chapters when my vacation was over. I almost have one for them.
I dreamed about looking for a new job last night. Which is something I so don't want to contemplate. I also dreamed that I was a devastatingly handsome man. Hmm. Too much time inside Caius's head, I guess. I almost never write first person, so it's been an interesting experience all the way around.
So now I'm all rested and it's almost time to go back to the grind. *sigh* Such is life. It's feels like the world changed in the last weekâbut I suppose it hasn't really. Or maybe it has.
And compared with three-quarters of the world, I live a blessed life. I'm grateful.