Marissa Lingen (mrissa) wrote,
Marissa Lingen
mrissa

I've finished this revision of The Grey Road, and it's 35 pages shorter than it was. This is a YA novel, so that constituted about 10% of the book. There's a rule out there that the second draft should be 90% of the first draft, and like all other rules about writing, it's totally stupid and wrong except when it's exactly dead on and right. I didn't set out to cut X% of this book. I cut the things I thought needed cutting and added the things I thought needed adding, and the result was 10% shorter. And, I think, smoother and easier to understand.

porphyrin, yhlee, you've both said you wanted to read this book (the sequel to Fortress of Thorns), and you may have a copy when you want it. (Anyone else who has read Fortress for fun and would like to see this, too, let me know. I don't recall any other specific requests, though, and I'm not asking for crits on it right now.)

It's instructive to go back to work this old. Fascinating what pops up. When I was talking about improvements when I started this revision, I wasn't sure if I'd improved in how well I draft stories. Now I'm sure I have.

This puts me in the position of not working on a book again. I'm beginning to think that I need to start another one no later than the day I put Thermionic Night in the mail (which, heaven knows, won't be for awhile now), because my other books have been out there on editors' desks so long from my admittedly short perspective that my brain has started to treat this like a first novel again, and what you do when you send out the first novel is you start the second novel.

In the meantime, I'm opening up the file for "Carter Hall Sweeps a Path" again, which from the responses Saturday (um, wow) should make several of you moderately happy. It's not the story I owe gaaldine or the story I owe elisem, and it's not a category I'm particularly short on, and it's not a novel that's going to cheer me for weeks and months to come. But it looks like fun.

Right after telling dichroic that food can be a chore for me, I had the loveliest lunch. Byerly's sells their soups in frozen packets that heat up just beautifully, and so I had a bowl of hot tomato basil soup with grated Parmesan sprinkled over the top of it, and I heated up a piece of leftover cornbread and buttered that and ate it in between bites of the soup, and I had a big cold glass of milk and two big dried strawberries covered in dark chocolate. Ohhhhhhhh, so good. It's not the only worthwhile thing in my day, but a lunch like that is worth waking up for all by itself.
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