He crossed the room slowly as the unseen hand of his tutor banged on the door again. The knocking had a tone and texture all its own, not unlike a voice. It was at once demanding, frustrated, and annoyed, as if the person knocking would much rather be somewhere, anywhere, else. Michael had never noticed such a thing in a knock before; he wondered what else he’d missed as he had sailed through life trying to engage fully with a half dozen different things all at once.
-The Lokana Chronicles: Fog of War
I’ve been working on my story again. It’s been a while, though, and I’ve lost touch with what I’d written before, so I’m rereading it and creating a synopsis so that I have something to look back at any time I need a bit of a refresher. The quote above is from Chapter 7.
Of course, the problem is that my normal process is to edit as I go. I’m trying not to do that this time, as an experiment to see how long it would take me to write a book and then edit. I’ve made a few editorial notes for later and corrected a couple of typos for clarity’s sake, but otherwise, I’ve struggled not to edit. And believe me when I say it was a struggle.
It’s been kind of a crazy week, both work-wise and on the home front. But apparently when Seymour said he wanted to go to a movie tonight, he meant he was going to take Miss Tadpole and Bubbles with him, because I came home to an empty house tonight. So look out, WIP! Once Cricket and Thumper are in bed, it’s on like Donkey Kong! 😀
Or maybe not. The family’s back and want to watch Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Part 2. Let the HP Rewatch Finale begin! 😀
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- “How to Avoid the Slush Pile” by Stefan Vucak (authorshelpingauthors.wordpress.com)