Temptation While Sailing On The Ocean
I know, I just posted yesterday, but I passed another milestone today and had to
bitch celebrate. After spending all morning (and early afternoon) editing away on Where The Ether Flows, I have now passed the mark where the manuscript is 25,000 words longer than when I started the editing. *headdesk*
That said, there’s good reason for it, and I swear, I’m not padding this thing. I adamantly refuse to pad any writing and I firmly believe that padding is very obvious in fiction. I’ve also added a sort of minor villain this morning, and re-ordered some things. This is getting good. That said, some days editing feels like being on the ocean. It seems endless when you’re in the middle of it, no matter how many times you tell yourself there’s a shore out there somewhere.
The other thing I wanted to share was that Saul, being the impatient sort, did a little more than whisper to me last night. He insisted on me writing a fragment of Ashes and Angels for him, part of a scene that will MOST DEFINITELY be in the book. Oh dear god, it was good. It was way too short, and I want to go back and write more of it, to explore it and the implications it has for his back story and future, but I really should focus. Naughty Saul, doing that to the poor writer. I always miss writing draft when I’m not doing it. I think he’s playing on that, trying to tempt me into throwing over everything I’m in the middle of to go write him. And he almost won too. Did I mention he’s not a nice guy? Oh, I did. Hmm, well, now you have proof. Evil tempter, how I love him.
So, that’s it a short update for a few things. Now back into my editing hole. I really don’t mind, since I’ve been looking forward to editing the next scene since, well, since I finished writing it. No, I’m not going to tell you what it is. That would spoil a lot of things, including the surprise. But it’s one of those times where I think Devan should turn around and say thank you to his writer. Trust me.