Friday, January 18, 2013
Tomorrow, I May Read...
Tomorrow, I may read my manuscript.
Between you and me, I'm getting a bit weary of this whole thing. Certain passages have nagged at me; told me they weren't good enough. So, I rewrote them.
Then I added things; things I sort of forgot; or things that I needed to write to flesh out the saga.
You know, this could go on forever!
When is a book "done"? Never?
Face it (me); I will never be satisfied with the finished product.
If I had a direct line to an editor, maybe he would tell me when the book was done. But I only have me.
So, tomorrow, I will read.
If it seems pretty good, I will let somebody else read it.
If it seems pretty bad, I'll chug away some more.
One year is all that I will give it. One year seems like a lot! But that's my final offer.
I've been writing for six months now. That gives me six more months; tops. I'm not inclined to give it that long; but I will, if I have to.
Either that; or I'm setting it free.
Tomorrow will tell.
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