A hundred pages done. Out of those 100, there are, I think, two pages upon which nothing is stetted. Of those two, one of them had only one CE change and the other had maybe three. Most had…far more than that, so it was a hundred very long pages. 321 to go. I basically have to have this done Thursday so it can be photocopied and go into the mail on Friday (which reminds me, I need to figure out where I can go in Cork to UPS/FedEx/rush-mail a manuscript…
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going to be here forever…
After an hour and a half of work, I’m on page 17 of 421 on the copy edits for HOUSE OF CARDS. Unfortunately, I’ve gotten the same copy editor I did last time, and she and I clearly have different writing styles. The unfortunate part is she’s corrected a great deal of material which is simply not to her liking, rather than being actively wrong or awkward. (There are things that are wrong or awkward, and I am looking at those seriously and, I think, without prejudice, although touches on…
punishment for enjoying myself :)
I’m pretty sure the punishment for saying I was having fun writing is getting two sets of copy edits to do in two weeks. I knew about the TQB ones; I had three weeks’ warning that they’d be coming in. I did not know about the HOUSE OF CARDS ones; I got email late Thursday night saying “We’re sending you copy edits and can we have them back Wednesday?” The answer there is, “No.” :) I spent the train ride up to Dublin, and a good part of Friday afternoon…
oh yeah, this is why I do this job
For the first time in almost exactly a year, I’m having fun writing. QUEEN’S BASTARD was fun to write, but pretty much everything I’ve done since then has been pure hell, for one reason or another. Two days ago, for the first time in writing this book, I started to have a spark of excitement about it. Yesterday I did a little over 5K, and actually *enjoyed* it. I’d forgotten what it was like to have fun writing. What it was like to be excited about the story and happy…
more flocked writing stuff: hands of flame
Yesterday, for possibly the first time since beginning this book, I actually felt a spark of excitement about writing it. I’ve gotten back to more or less where I was (heavier on the ‘less’ side, I’m afraid, as 300 pages is still a long way away), and the book has a significantly different shape than it did before. I was able to keep several chapters almost entirely unchanged, and now instead of taking the easy way out at the end of that section I’m rewriting it entirely to launch my…