Hi. Remember me? My name is Id and I'm trying to write a book. Actually, at this point, I've already written a book -- make that three -- so what I'm really trying to do is write a good book. I haven't posted in a while because I haven't had much to say. I've just been plugging along working, blogging for other people, buying sweaters with wolves on them, etc.
Here's what's been happening on the writing front. My 76,000th re-write of my novel is running along nicely. I've some holes to fill in this week, which I'm very much looking forward to filling. (Yes, Matt. That's what she said.) Once that's all done, I'll back away from the beast for a month, then re-read and make my final tweaks after the holidays. After that, I'm sending my battered manuscript off to a freelance editor for a read, which I think is the next most logical step. Since I've decided to save my friends the trouble, I need another eye to give it a go. I've been trying to accomplish some fairly complicated stuff this time around and I need to make sure readers will actually get it. I'm loving the magical realism angle so much -- worth every single painful hour of cutting. And the cutting. Whoa boy. I've shed four major characters, pages and pages of descriptions of people and places. What am I left with? I'm not sure yet. I won't really know until I give it a re-read. But I feel lighter for having done it.
See, I'm actually taking my time for this re-write. No panic to meet a before-I-turn-30 deadline, no running out the door of Kinko's with my hair on fire. I'm reborn as a new kind of writer. A patient writer. With no fear, no extraneous characters, and yes, still no agent. And I'm cool with that.
In other news, you know that new cool show on AMC, The Walking Dead? They fired all the staff writers and will be using freelancers from now on. How fu$%ed is that? Read about it here.
In related news, watch this AMAZING cartoon about trying to get published. I think it's the funniest thing I've seen in a while. Funny, because it's true!