This is a partial shot of the floor beside my desk right now, littered with pages that no longer fit the manuscript I'm working on. Pages I worked on for days and weeks, now scrapped due to a change in story direction. Luckily, I don't drink alcohol while I work or it would've been an empty bottle of wine laying there instead of a Snapple bottle. :)
Write some pages, read 'em, scrap 'em. Write some pages, read 'em, scrap 'em. Write some pages, read 'em, keep 'em. Wash, rinse, repeat. :)
Anyway, that's where I've been and that's what I'm doing, and what I will be doing for the next three weeks.
At the end, I may need a bulldozer, as my office may look like a landfill by the time I'm finished!
3 comments:
Love that first line. I shall be quoting you until the end of my days. I'm working on rewrites myself and I'm surrounded by empty Red Bull cans and an overflowing ashtray.
Ugh. Revisions, revisions, revisions.
At the end of the revision tunnel are lots of smiling faces (like mine)! Make sure to get some sunshine on your face and have a cookie or 10 ;)
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