Today, the writer is working.
Thanks to archeologist/writer/VP XIIIer Miranda Suri, I have whacked my my 9 chapters of troll-y goodness into 22 smaller chapters. The theory being that my chapters were way too huge for teens.
I hope to repay Miranda by giving her good crit on her latest novel, of which I read two chapters last night. VERY Aztec.
Thanks to all you nice folks who have been helping me get perspective on the agent partial. I’ll have it ready to go soon.
Um…resuming the 4th draft. Things are both more ambiguous and less muddy. Clarifications are happening where they need to. Characters are no longer blurting out their motivations. The book is plumping up. We’re a little over 54K.
And I don’t mind telling you I’m heartily sick of this book. This, this is the slog I so well remember from my dissertation. It’s a much better book than it was even last draft. I’m satisfied, win, lose, or draw, that I’m putting my best effort into it. But yes, the romance is gone as I look at spelling, organization, and what would bore a reader at 15.
And just think! If I am lucky enough to get this book accepted somewhere, I probably get to do this rewrite thing several more times! Hurray!
Meanwhile, there is some stuff swirling around “O-Taga-San” which I will update you on ASAP.
Feh. I’ve got to have devil-possessed David try to beat Grant to a pulp, mark 4. Later, taters.