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Revision Time, Baby! *cracks knuckles*

Yessir, it’s time to get back to work on Book 3 of the Bound Trilogy.

Wait, you say. What about book two?

Well, that will be off to my editor soon. I hope. In any case, trying to do more to it right now would be a waste of time. It needs a new set of eyes on it. My time is better spent revising the next one, making big cuts and changes and adjustments and WHAT THE HECK HAVE I GOTTEN MYSELF INTO AGAIN.

It’s okay. This is always a scary time for me. For a lot of us, actually, so I thought it might be interesting for writer types to talk a bit about how we approach this. I don’t usually do “how I write” posts (because who cares, right?), but this is what’s happening right now, so here we go.

Let’s take a look at what I have here.

Um… It’s 126,000 words, for a start. And I need to add a few scenes, plus throw in some more description all over the place. It’s a fairly big book, is what I’m saying.* What else is it? Well, I think it’s a good story. It needs work. There are places where I didn’t quite have character motivations nailed down, where I missed out on crazy good opportunities for character or plot development, or where something just doesn’t quite fit yet.

But honestly, I think it’s my favourite story of the trilogy. I think Bound is a great story, and that Torn is better… but yeah, this might be my favourite. I pushed characters further and harder than ever before, and… well, no spoilers.

So how do I approach revising something like this? Like so:

1) Read through and take notes. Squee a little at the great moments, note what’s not working, and what can be cut. Make notes on lined paper. Good lined paper, because I’m spoiled. Mead Five-Star or bust.

2) Add these notes to the ones I made while I was drafting re: things to go back and change. I don’t revise while I’m drafting, for two reasons. One, it costs me momentum. Two, until the story is drafted, I can’t see how all of the pieces fit. I might go back and change something, and then need to change it again later. Big waste of time for me.

2) Make a plan. This consists of looking back over what I’ve read, making notes on character arcs, plot, subplots, character interactions and tensions, timelines, and anything else that I need to keep an eye on while revising. I make notes on what these things SHOULD look like so that I can easily see where they’re not working. This is still all on paper. I just brainstorm better that way.

3) Go through, scene by scene, and fix what’s broken. This pass is about the story and characters, not about making it pretty (though I can’t help fixing the writing sometimes). This is the stage I’m at now. I’ve re-written the opening, because as written in draft one it just picked up where Torn ends, and wasn’t particularly compelling. It’s not perfect yet, but it’s better. I will do this for every scene, using my notes. I will cut scenes and completely re-write if I have to. Scary, but worth it if it makes the story better.

4) Go through each POV character’s scenes individually to check for consistency of voice and characterization. Make sure they’re not acting in chapter 2 the way they should be in chapter 22. Now is also the time to make the writing shine a little brighter, add descriptions that I missed before, chase down character observations/feelings/etc. that really get us into their heads.

5) Send to beta readers. Pray they don’t think it sucks and needs to be completely re-written. Hasn’t happened yet, but it’s always a fear.

6) Fix based on their notes.

And after this, it’s all editing, not big revisions. Or at least that’s the hope. I might have to make big changes and re-write scenes post-editing, but hopefully won’t have to change the story.

Is it more work than some writers do? You bet. But every pass gets me deeper into the story and the characters and shows me things I missed before. For me, it’s totally worth the extra work because this is how I make my stories the best they can be. Others have their own methods, and that’s great. In fact, I want to hear about them.

So… yeah. We’ll see how it goes. I’m trying to get through revisions quickly for reasons we’ll talk about in another post. For now, I guess I’d better get back at it.

Pictured: Revision fuel

Pictured: Revision fuel

So tell me, writerfolk: What’s your revision process like? How do you know what works and what doesn’t? What’s the hardest part for you, and your favourite?

 

 

 

*For perspective, Bound was about 118K, making this one a little less than 10% longer. Not so bad, when you look at it that way.


WIPpet Wednesday: Awkwarrrrrd

Okay, let’s start with a confession: I’m sharing from a project that’s technically on hold. Much as I love Cat and her story, I have worldbuilding issues there that I need to work through, and I promised my editor I’d try to get some more pre-editing done on Torn, so that’s what I’m doing.

Sparrowhawk & Son is still a work in progress, though, so here we go. Catalen has been forced by her new employer to have a medical exam done. She’s not too happy about the idea, but she’s been promised that she won’t be poked or prodded.

6 paragraphs (3+1+2 for 3/12)

 

No poking or prodding, my ass. I should have specified that personal questions make me as uncomfortable as physical examinations do. My eye isn’t the only secret I’d prefer to keep.

This room is cold, and not exactly private. Sure, the doctor pulled a curtain around the bed so no one can see me, but the nurses’ hushed murmurs drift through from outside. They can sure as hell hear me.

“Are you sexually active?” The doctor is this roundish old guy with a skinny neck who reminds me of a turkey I once saw.

I shrug, and the open-backed gown they’ve got me wearing slips down my shoulder. “I’m not sexually passive.”

He looks at me over the top of his glasses. “I’ll just mark yes. Any chance you’re pregnant?”

“I’m promiscuous, not stupid,” I tell him. He gives me that look again, and I sigh. “I’m always careful, okay? Always.”

 

For anyone new here, WIPpet Wednesday is a weekly event hosted by KL Schwengel where we (the WIPpeteers) share a snippet from a work in progress that relates to the day’s date in some way. For more entries, see here–there’s usually a good range of genres, and often work that’s more polished than my first draftishness here. Want to join in? Post to your blog, link back on the linkamajigger, and be sure to visit and comment on other people’s posts.

Apologies to anyone I missed last week (which is everyone who posted after late Wednesday afternoon, I think). Not having my laptop stinks, especially when we’re away for the weekend. :/

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ROW80 Update

On to A round of Words in 80 Days, which I keep forgetting to link back to on their blog. Oh, well. Still nice to have some accountability, even if it’s just in my head.

It’s been an interesting week.

Writing:

First thing: I pulled off that NaNoWriMo win before we went away. Just barely, but I did it. Between that and my insane month-and-a-bit before that of drafting Bound book 3, I’ve written about 130,000 words of first drafts since the end of September. Not a lot for some people, but I’m pooped. Never mind the two weeks of editing I did in there… yeah.

Editing:

I’m not sure how to say this. We’ve hit a series of small snags on Torn. Nothing to panic about. It’s just that my editor can’t take it until a bit later than estimated (not his fault, just the way things worked out. These things happen). On top of that, I might not even be able to see his notes until the new year. Why? Remember how my laptop died, so I have to use my old desktop? Turns out it’s too old to run the current version of Microsoft Office (or the current version of Windows), so I can’t put Word on it to see Track Changes. No, I didn’t have Word installed on it before, because I use Scrivener and kind of hate Word.

I can’t get my laptop fixed until I get it into FutureShop (hi, pricey service plan!), which means a 4 hour trip to St John’s. I tried to order a mac laptop (which I need anyway) as a replacement. It would have been perfect. Delivery by December 10, a more reliable computer, everything I need…

OOPS, they won’t deliver to a PO box, and we don’t have home delivery. Wait… I need to find out whether I can get that with expedited shipping.

I’m rambling. Sorry.

Just frustrated. And none too happy with Microsoft, either. *glares*

BUT… I’m still moving ahead, and currently using AutoCrit to catch repeated words and other issues to try to save time on editing later. You’d think at this point that I’d notice when I’ve used “hideous” twice in one paragraph, but it’s all a blur to me. And it’s so rewarding when they tell me “nice job!” for not having any dialogue tag-related adverbs in a chapter.

“YAY, ME!” she shouted shoutily. Oops.

Please wish me luck in either getting my computer fixed, getting a new one, or finding a hard copy of an old version of Word.

 

Reading

Started Deathmaker (Dragon Blood Book 2) by Lindsay Buroker, and I’m so glad I did. I’ve been having a lot of trouble really becoming immersed in books lately, but this one did it for me on a long car ride in a way that nothing else I sampled over the weekend did. It’s book 2 of a series (not sure how that happened, but it was on my Kindle), but I didn’t have any trouble getting into it. Good story so far. I did have a moment of “Aaaah, crap” yesterday when they announced something to do with gem power (which is what they use in Sparrowhawk & Son), but hey. It’s all been done before, and I’m sure there are major differences. It’s just a jolt when you see a concept/idea/familiar bit of action from your work in someone else’s.

Anyway, I think I’m going to need to pick up more of Lindsay Buroker’s work if the story ends as well as it starts. Really great stuff. And for writer types, especially independent authors (or author-publishers, or whatever term you prefer), her blog is a fantastic resource.

I also wish I was as prolific as she is. Maybe some day, but I don’t think I’ll ever be “finished first draft at beginning of November, publish the book by Christmas” fast, even on shorter books. I need more time than that. So jealous, though…

More ROW80 here.

 

 


Free Fiction: Strength 101

Hey, guys! I know I shared this when it was a guest post on A.M. Leibowitz’s blog back in October, but for anyone who missed it, I’ve added Strength 101 to the Free Fiction tab at the top of the page (with her permission, of course).

See it there? Top right? In the drop down menu… there you go! Or click here.

I don’t even know how to describe this one. I set out to write a blog post about how screwed up the definition of “strong female characters” is. But… well, I was on migraine medication, and it turned into a short story about a stereotypical “strong” female character trying to teach a remedial class for characters who just weren’t making the cut. Hilarity ensued, and I met a few characters who were only supposed to be there to play a small part in this story, but who might get their own some day.

Pain meds aside, I like this story, and it still makes me smile. I stand by the conclusion, too.

In the comments on the original blog post, Emily Witt shared this link to an article on overthinkingit.com that sums the situation up pretty well. I hadn’t seen it before, and am SO glad she shared.

Enjoy!

 

 


WIPpet Wednesday: All Trussed Up and No Place to Go

So… yeah. This character and I are getting along famously. I don’t know whether anyone else will love her as much as I do, but things are just peachy.

I mean, the plot needs work, but the character is there.

Catalen is at a wealthy person’s house, and someone’s been getting her dressed up for a fancy dinner. Cat is a little out of her element, but she handles these things pretty well. At least, she has so far. She’s on a mission, and her self-confidence has yet to take a beating.

WIPpet math: 2 + 6 + 1 + 1=10 sentences. First draft warnings apply.

By the time Madam Hat is done with me, I’m trussed up like a hen ready for roasting. My waist looks waspish under this striped blue corset, and my tits are squished nearly up to my chin. I could eat off of them. I swear there’s room to balance a plate, maybe a cup and some cutlery.

But when I look in the mirror, I realize that I’m the one who looks like a feast. The full blue skirt puffs out so you can’t tell what’s dress and what’s me, and it’s long enough that I seem to be floating when I tiptoe across the floor. I’m all curves in this thing—not that I wasn’t damn fetching before, but now I look like the girls in movies.

Feck that. I look better than them. Definitely more fun and more capable, and less likely to blow away in a stiff breeze.

You know what they say goeth before a fall, right? We’ll just leave her to enjoy this moment for now.

For more WIPpet Wednesday fun, click here. If you want to join in, the only rule is that you post a snippet from a current work in progress that relates in some way to today’s date. And it’s not a rule, but being a good neighbour is encouraged. Get out there, read some! Comment some! We all love it, and tend to return the favour.  🙂

Many thanks as always to the Flying Monkey-Master (or is that Flying-Monkey Master?) KL Schwengel, who hosts WIPpet Wednesday every week.

ROW80 UPDATE

Okay. I’m still trying to win NaNoWriMo, because all of my friends are getting pretty dragon badges, and I WANT ONE.

It’s the little things, you know?

So here’s the plan. If I can write 5,000 words today and 5,000 tomorrow, I’ll have done it. Three separate projects this month, but 50,000 new words. I’m not going to have access to my computer(s) after tomorrow, so this is it.

Wish me luck.

Oh, and as far as goals after that go… I do have this Bound-related short story back from my editor that I’d love to share with you all before Torn comes out, but I haven’t even read over the notes/corrections yet. So I guess that’s what comes next.

Other updates:

Reading— I did some this week! I read Blink: The Power of Thinking Without Thinking* by Malcolm Gladwell, and it was fascinating. I read that thing in less than 24 hours. These days, most books take me weeks. Interesting information, and well-written. I’ll be looking for more of his stuff.

I also finished Broken Aro (The Broken Ones Book 1)* by Jen Wylie just last night. I enjoyed this book, too, and look forward to seeing what happens as the characters’ adventures continue.

It’s never too late to join in on ROW80 if you feel the need for some creative accountability. Here’s the link.

Thanks for stopping by! I hope you’re having a great Wednesday, whatever you’re up to.

*Affiliate links. These cost you nothing extra, but if you buy after clicking, they help me out. I feel skeevy not mentioning it, though…


WIPpet Wednesday: Back (to) Draft

Yep, back in first-draftsville again. I finished edits to Torn, can’t do any more on my own, so that’s sitting and waiting to be called up to the major leagues (ie my editor’s computer, which is likely nicer than mine).

That leaves me free to desperately struggle to win NaNoWriMo. I only need 2,000(ish) words per day, but I’m going to lose a few days at the end of the month, so I really need to get my butt in gear.

I’ve re-written the first chapter of (working title) Sparrowhawk & Son and moved on through the second. I was going to do it in 3rd person, but this character’s voice is too strong for me to take the words out of her mouth. First-person it remains, and on we go. Cat is probably less like me than any character I’ve ever written. She’s hard, abrasive, cocky, sees no point in reading for entertainment, and admits to not being all that bright when it comes to school. Still, she’s got a great sense of humor and an interesting way of looking at things, and that should get us through.

Now to decide whether I need to throw another POV in there, or whether Cat can handle the story on her own.

For WIPpet Wednesday, here’s something I wrote yesterday. All first draft, of course. Cat (Catalen) is about to go on her first ride in… whatever I’m calling the private airships in this world. She’s from a polluted, poor town, and isn’t used to anything like this. If you read the now-unlinkable first draft of the first scene a while ago, you may remember that she slept with a rich guy she met at a club the night before, and he showed up in her machine shop this morning. She calls him Richie von Perfecteeth… That’s not his name. She doesn’t care.

WIPpet math: 18-(1+1)=16 sentences*

This thing is unbelievable. When I’ve gone to flicks at the Goshen Theatre,  where they show hand-me-down films from the High City, I’ve assumed the characters’ surroundings were made up, or at least exaggerated. But this is real. Everything in here is so damn clean. Pale brown carpet covers the floor. Electric lights. White walls, white furniture—chair, sofa, painted tables. Holy shit, they have flowers in glass containers, like it’s nothing. Big purple ones. Cut, so they’re just going to die and need to be replaced. I want to go in and touch one, but I hang back in the doorway. Richie pushes past me.

“You can come in,” he says. “Nothing here’s going to bite you.”

I smile to myself and wonder whether he still has the bite mark I left on his shoulder last night. He catches that look, frowns, and turns away.

Yeah, Not-Richie is in trouble if anyone finds out about his little indiscretion. This should be fun.

For more snippets from works in progress by my WIPpeteer buddies, click here. Leave some comments, have some fun, see what’s on the go, jump in on your own blog if you’d like. Say hi to KL Schwengel, who hosts this shindig and needs to STOP MAKING ME THINK SHE’S GOING TO KILL OFF SOMEONE I LIKE.

Sorry for yelling. I get attached.

*ahem*

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ROW80 Update

  • finish drafting book 3 of Bound trilogy
  • finish self-edits on Torn, get ready to go to JE
  • start something new and panic over trying to finish NaNoWriMo on time

If we could count editing hours this month like we can during Camp NaNo, I’d totally have won by now. But we can’t. I counted words I added to Torn during the editing process, but also took into account the ones I deleted, so that wasn’t a huge help overall. But it’s cool, I can still pull this off. Aiming for 4,000 words a day, just to be safe (and to account for silly things like days of spending time with my family. I know, right?).

Too bad there’s nothing I can do to make up for the hours I spend distracted from my work. If I actually spent all of my work hours working, I would be so much more productive than I am.

And as an official goal:

  • read all WIPpet Wednesday posts

I pulled it off this week. Going to do it again.

For more ROW80, click here.

Thanks for stopping by!

*That’s right, I used brackets. BEDMAS, SUCKAS!


How I Learned to Love Being a Time-Traveller

Writing is fun, isn’t it? I mean, usually. Sure, there are long slogs through the swamps of “I have no idea where this is going” and jump-scares from characters who just won’t behave, but really? Bringing a story to life is a pretty amazing experience.

I don’t do a lot of “how to” type posts on writing, because who the heck am I to tell anyone what to do? I have one measly book out. I can’t even call it one and a half, even though Torn is now as good as I can make it, and is waiting to go to my editor. But as I was working through this round of edits, I had several opportunities to use the best piece of advice he gave me last time, and I enjoyed it so much that I thought I’d share it with you guys.

If you’re not so much interested in the nuts-and-bolts of the writing process, I won’t be offended if you want to go grab a coffee or something. We’ll be back with Bound Trilogy-related shenanigans soon.

*waits*

Okay.

It’s something that I knew before, but never realized just how useful it can be.

Guys… when you’re a writer, you’re allowed to travel through time. You get to go back and change the past, altering the course of history to reach a more desirable outcome.

Cool, right?

You write the story. Stuff happens. Maybe you’ve planned it out in advance, as I like to do. Maybe you’re a write-by-the-seat-of-your-pantser. You just set your characters up, throw an inciting incident at them, and see what happens. Unless you’re literally planning every detail out in advance, you’re going to have problems to solve along the way. Your hero will be backed into a corner, and she won’t have any way out. What are you gonna do, HOT SHOT?

Well, on your first draft you can always rely on deus ex machina*. Give her a knife she didn’t have before. Let him suddenly develop a magical skill that you’d never even considered. Have a friend drop by unexpectedly for tea… a friend who JUST HAPPENS TO BE A NINJA but who you’ve never mentioned before.

That’s cool in a first draft. But if you don’t want readers to feel ripped off, you need to be a little smoother. And you can. Easily.

So you go back in time and change the past. It’s an amazing ability! You show her using that knife to pick her fingernails clean that morning, her roommate telling her how gross that is, and her laying the knife on the bookcase where it will be waiting for the villain’s unexpected arrival. You get to have the magical master… guy… thing… show your hero a new magic spell that by golly gee he remembers at just the right moment (or however your magic system works). You can nave that NINJA FRIEND introduced earlier in the story, perhaps at the grocery store where she works as a NINJA FRUIT-STACKER.

Okay, it’s best if you can work this in unobtrusively. You don’t want it to be obvious that you’re only setting it up to be used later. That fingernail picking scene should also be building character (she’s such a slob!) and saying something about this person’s relationship with her roommate, which is another obstacle/subplot. The spell should be part of another experience or lesson (see Harry Potter for a thousand examples). The NINJA FRUIT-STACKER should be… I don’t know, something to do with really important cantaloupes that your hero needed in order to solve another problem.

The point is, it doesn’t seem like deus ex machina if you’ve already mentioned this item/skill/friend and made it a natural part of the story. It’s sort of Chekhov’s gun, but backwards. If you’re going to fire a rifle in the final act, it had better be there in the first.

This works for ideas, too. Instead of interrupting your climax for an info-dump to bring the audience up to speed on some important concept, you can go back to some logical place earlier in the story and plant the information. If that logical place doesn’t exist, create it.

See also: logical inconsistencies. Instead of explaining them away later, you can make them make sense earlier on.

Even better, if you’re writing a series, you can draft later books and go back and plant seeds in earlier ones, assuming you’re not publishing before you’ve drafted the next book.

You get to travel through time. Change the past so the future makes sense. GUYS, YOU GET TO BE BILL AND TED.

…Except less ridiculous, and you probably don’t look like Keanu. Sorry.

I’d give you an example from my own work, but I hate to expose the gears and wires to the light.

*cough*

Okay, fine. Just this once, I’ll admit to something that I screwed up and my editor told me to improve. Minor spoilers ahead if you haven’t read Bound, and COMPLETE DISILLUSIONMENT if you like to believe that stories spring whole and perfect from an author’s mind, never to be altered.

Still with me?

There’s a scene in Bound where Aren and Rowan need a place to hide, and she locates a hidden closet. In early drafts, it was explained that she knew about this sort of closet because the house she grew up in had them, and she’d once got stuck in there while playing hide-and-seek. Simple enough explanation, right? Logical, considering what we already knew about her character and her past.

Two problems: One, those few sentences of explanation took away from the forward momentum of the scene. It’s a tense moment, and here she is explaining some old memory to the reader? Not optimal. Secondly, it felt like the author had just gone, “Crap, I need a hiding spot… DING DING DING closet!” The explanation was far better than her just happening to find it in the nick of time, but it could have been better.

So I zipped back in time to when she was actually at the house she grew up in. One of these hidden closets popped open at an inconvenient time, she used it for something completely unrelated to hiding, and we moved on. Unobtrusive, and it seemed necessary at the time–she got something she needed from the hidden closet, so it wasn’t like, READER, REMEMBER THIS FOR LATER BECAUSE IT’S TOTALLY A THING. It was a detail that could easily not have come up again, as it had played its part in the story.

At least, that’s the idea.

Ideally, the story flows organically. The reader experiences it as it unfolds, without seeing events as something the author planted for later. This is part of our job. We don’t always nail it, but we do try.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to back myself into a whole bunch of corners on a fresh first draft.

Most excellent.

PS– don’t steal the knife thing. I’m totally using that. But feel free to use the ninja fruit-stacker in your own story. I’m feeling generous. Also, “Really Important Cantaloupes” is definitely going to be a working title for something, some day.

 

 

*Deus ex machina: a plot device whereby a seemingly unsolvable problem is suddenly and abruptly resolved by the contrived and unexpected intervention of some new event, character, ability or object. (Wikipedia)


WIPpet Wednesday: That’s… Disgusting

Yes, kids, I’m back with a REAL WIP snippet this week. And I hope I’ll actually get to comment on everyone’s posts this week, rather than the reading-and-drive-by-likings that were all I had time for last week. Sorry about that. I did read them, though!

Fun as last week’s THE END was, I’m hard at work again. We’re back to Torn, making small-yet-essential changes and cleaning up fun things like over-used words before my wonderful editor gets his hands on this one.

It’s hard work, but interesting.

Actually, that’s a lie. It’s completely tedious, but it has to be done.

One of the things I’ve worked on in recent drafts is adding more depth to the world, specifically in terms of history and mythology. Not big things, but more glimpses of the larger world than we had room for in Bound. This exchange went into the book on my last pass through, and since I just worked on this scene again this week, we’ll take from this section for WIPpet Wednesday.

12 (short) paragraphs for the 12th, from Aren’s POV (plus one to grow on). He and Rowan have been discussing his travel plans. She tends to worry… (**Bound spoilers, if you haven’t read it and plan to**)

“Good.” She picked up an iron poker and nudged the logs in the fireplace. “Could you just stay that way? Aquila would be less conspicuous. As a human, you’re recognizable. Even people who have never met you can’t help seeing that you’re not like other people.”

It still made me smile when she called my eagle form by the name she gave it before she knew who I was. How things had changed since then. “It would make basic survival easier, too. But I can’t. Sorcerers who have animal forms and stay in them too long get strange in the head.”

“How?”

“They take on more animal characteristics, even when they return to their proper bodies. There are stories about Lyloch, a Sorcerer who lived in Luid during my grandmother’s time. He learned to change into a wolf-dog, and by all accounts he used his skill well in the queen’s service, spying for her, travelling through the winter and finding his way into enemies’ homes when compassionate servants let the sweet dog in. They say he would go weeks at a time before changing back. He became mean as a human, began to prefer the company of dogs, snarled at people who got in his way.”

“And what happened to him?”

“They caught him ripping a whore’s throat out with his teeth.”

“You mean—”

“In human form, yes.”

She paled. “Okay, so don’t try that. But I’m still glad you have the option. Will you promise me one more thing?”

“I might.”

“Don’t be afraid to accept help.”

“I’m not afraid.”

Rowan rolled her eyes. “Fine. Don’t be stubborn about it, then.”

 

For more WIPpet Wednesday fun (where we share a snippet from a work in progress that relates in some way to the day’s date), click here to see everyone’s link-ups. Be sure to say hello to our host KL Schwengel, who does a bang-up job of it even when life is crazy.

ROW80 UPDATE

I’m making progress on my editing goals. They’re harder to measure than drafting was, and I have no impressive word counts to share. Still, I think I’ve finished making changes and planting seeds for things that will happen in book three, and I’m on to doing a search for words I tend to over-use to see where they can be left out or replaced.

“Was/were” is the last one I have to do, and I left it for the end because it’s a big one. I don’t think it’s as much of a problem word as some do, but it is a good way to search out passive voice and descriptions that could be a bit more dynamic (“His eyes were green” isn’t passive voice, but it’s also not all that interesting). That means it’s going to take a bit longer to get through this one, but it’s worth doing. Better writing on my part = better reading for my lovely, wonderful, stupendous readers.

I’m hoping to have these edits (and maybe the read-through) done by the end of this week. And then we’ll see about getting something started for NaNoWriMo…

For more ROW80 (a round of words in 80 days), click here.

Thanks for stopping by and listening to me yammer. I’ll get something more interesting up soon, I promise!

 


WIPpet Wednesday: Short, and so, SO sweet

WIPpet Wednesday’s going to be brief this week. I’m going to share the last thing I wrote, which was the third book of the Bound trilogy. (WIPpet math: November = 11 = 1+1 = 2)

The End

Yep.

So… *twiddles thumbs*

I mean, this doesn’t mean I’m DONE. I have pages of notes on things I have to go back and change (in book three AND book two) because of the way the story evolved. I need to add a boatload of description, because my first drafts tend to be light on that. I need to trim conversations that took a while to get to the point, and shift some events around.

Actually, I hope I can cut quite a bit. This is the longest book in the trilogy by far. All good stuff, but we’re looking at over 125K words right now. Bound was 118.

*cough*

But the story is there. More importantly, it’s a good story. It’s the conclusion of the tale I set out to tell four years ago, and it’s a satisfying one.

But this means I need new goals for my…

Row80 Update

Finish drafting book 3 of Bound Trilogy

Post-beta edits on Torn

I have three weeks to get this done, give or take. There are notes from my wonderful early readers that I need to go over again and make changes based on, and then there are other things that need to change to better set up the events of book 3. This is kind of huge, but I know I can get it done. This isn’t the last round of edits. That will come after my actual editor gets his hands on it and rips it to shreds comes back with his input on how to make it kick more ass. But this needs to get done.

Actually, that three weeks thing isn’t the whole truth. The fact is, I can have three weeks to do this, but I don’t want to use all of that time. Book 3 got me about 11,000 words into NaNoWriMo, which is super cool, but it’s not a win.

If I finish edits in time, I’m starting a new project to try to make it to 50,000.

It’s totally not going to happen, but I need SOMETHING to work on. And the something that my muse seems to have his happy-pants on over right now is the very messy gempunk thing I started and posted a while ago. This was a surprise to me, as I thought he was still vampire-happy, but we’ll see where it goes.

So there we go. If I finish these edits before the end of the month, my NaNoWriMo project will be that one with the working title Sparrowhawk & Son.

Not related to Bound in any way. New world. New characters.

How terrifying. 🙂

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Audiobook Giveaway!

Release day approacheth!

I can’t take a lot of credit for this one, what with being a sellout and all. The good folks at Tantor have performed their magic, rounded up their talent, worked hard on this project, and come up with a lovely audiobook version of Bound.

And they sent me some copies. Hooray!

Ooooh...

Ooooh…

Aaaaaah... shiny!

Aaaaaah… shiny!

Yep, 10 discs. 12.5 hours. Unabridged.

I’m not gonna lie. This is a confusing and exciting time for me. I’ve never listened to a full audiobook, myself. I get really distracted and then have NO idea what’s going on. But I’ve had a chance to listen to snippets from both readers on this one (as in, I got to hear a few minutes when I drove to the grocery store yesterday, YESSSS), and they’re both fantastic readers.

Also… hot accent. Just saying.

If you like audiobooks, I think this is going to be a good one. Great for something to entertain you in the car, while you knit or craft or paint the living room, or… I don’t know. You tell me.

What I’m saying is that I’m running a GIVEAWAY here.

I’m told I can do whatever I like with my copies, so why wouldn’t I share them with you guys? You’ve been so good to me.

Here’s what I need from you:

I’m running this through rafflecopter again, as that seems to be the easiest and most fair way of doing it. There are a few ways you can enter:

  • Following me on Twitter gets you one entry.
  • Tweeting a message about the giveaway gets you another (and is much appreciated)
  • Liking my Facebook page gets you two entries.
  • Signing up for my e-mail newsletter gets you FIVE entries* (you’ll need to comment here so I can verify this, as I can’t do it through Rafflecopter. Or send me a message on my Facebook page. I’ll do these entries manually)

So there you go.

Click below to enter, or visit the “giveaway” tab on my facebook page. Or if you’d rather just pre-order through Amazon, here’s the link for you. It’s on sale and everything!

Oh… and if we get more than 100 entries, I’ll throw in a second set. So invite friends–it might increase your own chances of winning! We’ll see about adding more prizes if the numbers get higher.

a Rafflecopter giveaway  <– click there

I should probably state that this giveaway is hosted by me. If I should flake (or become trapped under something heavy and find myself unable to get to the post office), that’s on me. It’s not endorsed by Tantor, Facebook, WordPress, Twitter, Rafflecopter, or anyone else. Hashtag lone wolf.

*Why so many entries for this? Because the newsletter is really important. Facebook is fun, but my posts don’t reach many of you. This blog is a great way for us to keep in touch, but if WordPress folds, I can’t find you all to let you know when new books are coming out (no lectures on self-hosting, please. I can’t do it). It’s easy to miss stuff on Twitter. But as long as I have your e-mail addresses, I can be sure you have the opportunity to see all of the BIG, EXCITING news. I don’t send them out often–only when there are announcements about releases, or things like giveaways that benefit you lovely folk. Newsletter subscribers also see cover reveals and teasers first, and depending on interest I may start including things like deleted scenes.

It’s the VIP lounge, basically. And it’s free. So what are you waiting for? The link is up in the sidebar, or you can access it through the link in the rafflecopter giveaway.


WIPpet Wednesday: Ick

I know, I know. I said I ran out of non-spoilery stuff.

That’s not a complete lie. Today’s snippet gives something away, but it’s not anything I’m particularly concerned with keeping a secret. If you’ve been following my WIPpet posts for a few months, you already know. But fair warning, okay? Stop here if you don’t want to know anything.

Because this week’s snippet isn’t from Aren or Rowan.

Ooooooooooooh.

In honour of Halloween (yes, that’s my tenuous connection to the date), we have a Potioner poking through someone else’s supply store-room, trying to solve a problem to pass a test that’s REALLY important to her. It’s for Halloween because… well, you’ll see. Long one today. Sorry. I’ve been good and posted short snippets lately. 🙂

Insert first draft disclaimer here. This part of the scene might be cut, or at least cut down. If not, it’ll need work. I had fun writing it, though, and it says a lot about this character.

The room has already been described. Picture a storeroom with shelves covering every wall, and shelves forming aisles through the middle, all covered in jars, bottles, baskets, boxes, and STUFF. For this character, it’s like being a kid in a candy store, but far less fattening. Also a bit more stressful at this point…

I continued through the room, reaching places we hadn’t seen the day before. She had everything organized by type of ingredient—flowering plants in one area, whole and in parts. Reeds in another. Catalysts. Null items that would nonetheless help in certain instances. Sands, waters, metals, slabs of stone, chunks of wood. Within each section, items were shelved by the region they’d come from, and seemed to be set out roughly in order of how powerful the magic within them was before interference from us. Simple enough, if one knew what she was looking for. Less helpful for me, who hadn’t the first clue.

At the rear of the room I came upon the animal ingredients. I’d never liked using them, but sometimes it couldn’t be avoided if one wanted a specific and reliable result. Eye of newt always impressed folk when they heard we’d included it. I preferred salamander myself, though I found the fiery little buggers difficult to come by. Bundles of feathers covered one shelf, labeled with hanging tags: red parrot was new to me. Eagle. Robin. Harpy. Aeyer.

I shuddered at that last. I refused to ask people to consume anything remotely human, and the Aeyer were far too close. Besides, where would one get the ingredients save for from a dead body? And to desecrate those… no. Even the harpy deserved better.

I pulled the curtain back on another section and leaned closer to read the labels, gasped, and let the curtain fall. Several deep breaths later, I pulled it back again. One jar of eyeballs had been labelled “human,” the other “human- MU.” The dried and stacked strips of skin had to be the same. Vials of dark liquid didn’t invite closer scrutiny, and I didn’t dare look closer at the shapes floating in the bottles at the back. I moved on, hoping my answer didn’t lie there.

On a higher shelf I found several small jars of gold-tinted liquid labeled “mer tears.” I didn’t try to imagine how they’d acquired those. In my admittedly limited experience with merfolk, I hadn’t found them overly keen on giving them up.

At least there were no eyeballs on that shelf.

Focus. I passed by those shelves and searched higher. Dragon scales in a rainbow of hues, radiating protective power. Unicorn tail-hairs and horn shavings. Horrid. A unicorn never shed its horn. The only way to obtain that would be to kill the beast. I turned away, but the jar’s contents called to me. I couldn’t help looking back, reaching out, and opening the dark glass lid. This would help. A unicorn’s deep magic would [redacted for spoilers–it would solve several of her problems]. It was the absolute simplest solution, and I hadn’t thought of it before because I’d never had access to the ingredients.

It’s here anyway. If the unicorn is dead, it’s dead. Just use it. Make the potion.

I reached my fingers into the jar. Even before I touched the thick slices of nacre-like horn, they glowed softly. The scent of an autumn wood reached my nostrils, thick and rich with moss and mushroom and rotting leaves. Pleasant, to be sure, and I felt my mind relax into it. There was a wildness to the magic, carried on the scent of the wind. I closed my eyes and found myself racing along the crest of a mountain ridge in the moonlight. The world was at my feet, and all of its magic coursed through my veins…

I snapped the hinged lid of the jar closed, and the experience vanished with the scent. A tear slipped from my eye. I’d seen a unicorn’s memory, felt her magic, and known she wasn’t a part of the world anymore. Stupid, perhaps. Sentimental. And yet I set the jar back on the shelf.

There had to be another way.

Hey, look. That came out to eleven paragraphs. It’s the 29th. 9+2=11. MATH.

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ROW80 Update

Is anyone even reading this far?

*crickets*

I know, it makes for a long post. And hey, let’s make it longer! I’m procrastinating, you see. I have this battle scene to write, and I kind of haven’t done that on this scale before, and… well, you know. Why do now what you can put off until after the blog post?

Ugh. Fine.

Word counts have been pretty good, except for yesterday, because battle scene:

Wednesday: 3,199
Thursday: 5,293
Friday: ~3000
Saturday: ~3000
Sunday: 0 (family day, migraine, good times)
Monday: 4,014
Tuesday: 1129

This puts the manuscript over 108,000 words, and we’re not even climaxing yet.

Pretend I said that in a way that’s less creepy.

Beta reading is all finished up, and I don’t think anyone hates me. WOO! Listened to one writing podcast. Mostly, I’ve been wording with the words. And the wording has been swell. So… here’s hoping that next week’s update features a big, relieved announcement and me saying I’m back to pre-editor edits on Torn.

Glack.

If you’re curious about what the heck ROW80 is, check it out here.

And… that’s it. No big conclusion. Sorry. I gotta go do some research.

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Um… not at all like this.


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