Got the line edits back for Song of Life late last night.
I want to bang my head against the wall. Multiple times.
I know they're making the story tighter. I know they're making me a better writer. Doesn't matter. Enough time had passed I was feeling like I'd got that puppy put to bed.
*sigh*
I just skimmed the whole file last night, but there are some big changes coming. I lay awake for quite a while trying to fit the puzzle pieces together, even got back up and opened the file again but didn't dare to start in. It was already 12:30 am and a work night.
So, here I am at 6:00 a.m, bleary eyed and longing to get at the rewrite. Instead I have to go to work. Bah!
The bones of the story are still there. The way it is told is changing. And I fucking HATE pov!!!! Also, I've been put on an adverb diet.
But I have a great cover. *grin*
I have a feeling that evil line editor hates The Tide.
ReplyDeleteBugger!
ReplyDeleteHmph - editors - a necessary(?) evil. Hope you manage to get on top of things Carolyn and still ahve it 'your' story.
By the way - is this the one about the band and they thought one member was dead? I can't recall...
:)
No, this is the one about a wandering man named Cas, the older woman he meets and his evil father. You might recall the prologue - the small boy in the big bed?
ReplyDeleteAh, I know what will nudge your memory ... Father Yuri. *grin*
But mums the word, lol.
Umm, color me embarrassed!
ReplyDeleteEven with a nudge, it doesn't sound familiar. So sorry... But that's good cause now I can read it with 'fresh' eyes and just love it all over again :D
Mum is the word - shhhhh.
:p