Four books clocking in at a collective 320K words, probably whittled down to around 280K once I really start taking a scalpel to it.
ME: "I wrote Lord of the Rings..."
AUDREY: "Yay!"
ME: "...in cat vomit."
AUDREY: "Well, not if you're going to put it like that."
I've always heard "kill your darlings" as a warning to writers that they're going to have to start slashing apart something that they love. What happens when what you would really love is an excuse to go Mad Medea on it? Any other writers out there have this experience?
First of all, congratulations! This is really great.
ReplyDeleteTo answer your question, I'm pretty reluctant to change my 'baby' but once I start cutting, I get so psyched and can't stop. :P
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ReplyDeleteThank you! I'm pretty chuffed, even if I'm not sure that the current product even makes sense, much less passes quality standards.
'm pretty reluctant to change my 'baby' but once I start cutting, I get so psyched and can't stop. :P
I'm slightly addicted to editing, I'm afraid, which is kind of like telling people that you're slightly addicted to celery. It just uses an analytical part of my brain that is very different from the me of the vomit drafts, and those muscles love to be stretched.