Saturday, June 30, 2012

The Difference of a Year

I am still not back on Facebook.  But I enjoy you sneaky little things who keep sending me messages to try to entice me back.

This week I've managed to roll out chapter 11 of my second draft, and now I am undertaking chapter 12.  This would be so much easier/faster if it was just editing for grammatical errors instead of chopping it all up into bits and pieces, throwing most of it away, and rewriting to fill in all the holes.

~ Last year I felt a whole lot more adept with words.
~This year I feel more like a cavewoman, grunting and pointing (and sometimes jumping up and down and waving a club).

~ Last year I was all about the blind, no-questions-asked romance.
~ This year I pushed my way through far too much of the "Fifty Shades of Grey" trilogy to convince myself that blind "romance" was boring; and unrealistic dialogue was, to me, the literary equivalent of an unmedicated root canal.  I know I keep picking on this book, but honestly.  That's about all I can say about that.  I hope to have just an ounce of the success E. L. James has, but without all the drrrrrty.

~ Last year I was just trying to make that 50k word mark in one month.
~ This year I realize I want it to be 50+k words someone else could read without wanting to poke their eyes out at some point.

Always looking for willing readers who want to give feedback of any kind.  Who knows?  You might end up with a town named after you.....

2 comments:

  1. So are you getting a lot done without FB to waste time on?

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    1. Yes.....ish.

      I mean, the house isn't clean, but it would take a lot more than a Facebook break to make that happen. I think it might take lobotomies to make that happen.

      It feels like I've made pretty good progress on the book, as opposed to the speed I was moving at before. It's possible that I'm fooling myself, though. The last couple times I logged onto Facebook I really was getting a sick feeling in my stomach and letting people I didn't even really know have a say in how I felt about myself. Only people I know are allowed to make me feel like crap! ;-)

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