Hello there! I apologize for not being my usual chatty self lately. This always happens when I get into a writing groove. I'm happy to say that after a desperate afternoon of "Dear God, why won't this novel just BE GOOD ALREADY?!?!?!" the revisions are going well. At least I think they are, anyway. I'm resisting asking my trusted beta readers to look at it until I've finished the first chapter.
This is a big overhaul--I'm aging the protagonist down to an eighteen-year-old from a former twenty-three and, for a short time, twenty-seven-year-old and I'm rewriting it in first person from third. Oh, and eliminating all the extra points of view. And making a major plot change. But it's totally no big deal! (Can you hear my voice getting higher and higher?) Okay so it's a big deal but it's also--I think--going to be a big big improvement, so let's focus on that for the moment.
In other news, today I began the task of weeding out and relocating the diet books at the used book store. This would probably mess with anyone's head and as I've said before, I've had a complicated relationship with my body since about...oh, first grade. That's when I noticed that when my skinny partner in jazz class bent over, I could see the bumps of her spine and that when I did the same thing, you couldn't see mine.
Needless to say, tonight's dinner is going to be heavy on the vegetables.
All jokes aside, it's a negative section to be in, and I intend on finishing this project as soon as possible.