the first full draft of a book I have utterly rewritten (my longest novel ever, by several thousand words). I have finished, and my eyes are blurry. It's lack of sleep. It is emotion. I need to print this book now, hold it on my lap, pay careful attention to each sentence, track the days to make certain that the day by day action is calendared right, pay careful attention to character diction. That's the fun part. The delicious part. The work without anxiety part.
But I need some slee...
Published on September 08, 2010 06:31