Editing Can Be Fun

So I wrote 50,000 words of a novel in November. Almost got to the end. It was a good month. Have I finished the story in the two months since. No.

I’ve been working to correct that. In fact I even tried a few times to complete the story. I went to Chapter 18 and started to type. The only problem was I could not remember what was happening in the story nor what I wanted to do. They tell you to put the story aside. I REALLY put the story aside.

I knew what I had to do. I had to go back a few chapters are actually read what I’d written. How horrifying, right? It was so scary I put it off for a while.

I finally got back to it last night. I anticipated cringe-worthy writing. I’m not being self-deprecating. I can appreciate when I’ve written something decent. I just didn’t expect something good from something I’d written in NaNoWriMo. It was a first draft, after all.

Once I got in there, and past the confusing first sentence, the chapter wasn’t too bad. In fact, I was pretty good. Reading it energized me a bit and gave me some ideas going forward. Did I have to clean some things up? Sure. Is there more to clean up? Yes. Do I have a clear vision of “the finish line”? Oh yeah!

Ten Honest Things

Internet superstar Jennifer, over at Free and Flawed, tagged me for an honesty meme.  So, I figured I’d give it a whirl.

  1. I have a severe allergic reaction to the band Nickelback.  Can’t stand them.  I would rather have Britney Spears’ entire catalog of music implanted directly into my eardrums than listen to one Nickelback song.  Sorry Nickelback fans.
  2. I don’t own a MacBook.  I would love to own a MacBook. However, I am also cheap and don’t like to overpay for the “Apple Experience”.  Therefore, I will never own a MacBook.  Same with the iPhone.
  3. When I was in elementary school, whenever I was walking the halls by myself I’d always pretend I was Spiderman and shoot invisible webs at the ceiling to traverse the halls.
  4. I hate all those smutty  “<Insert Clever Pun Here> of Love” reality shows on VH1 with a passion.  It gives me a headache to think people like this exist.  That said, I’m not immune to pausing on them, if only for a moment, to watch the train wreck unfold.
  5. My wife and I are going to have a baby at the end of February.  I’m so excited for his arrival.  Not so much excited for the first year or so of sleepless nights, however.
  6. I don’t do text messaging.  I find it silly.  This is the part right here, where I tell you dang kids to get off my lawn.
  7. I’m HORRIBLE with details.  Simply terrible.  I realized this is not a good trait to have, particularly for a writer.  I’m working on it, though.
  8. I refuse to recognize the names of colors other than the standard red, orange, yellow, etc.  I just can’t remember all that stuff.  Someone might tell my wife something is mauve in color, and she will know what they are talking about.  I have no clue even if they had just shown it to me and told me it was mauve.  It’s purple, dang it!
  9. I’m scared to fly on airplanes (well, not so much the flying part as the fiery crash part).  I’ve done it before, but I don’t particularly enjoy it.  I’m like Mr. T on the A-Team.  You have to knock me out to get me on a plane.  Something about careening in the air in a hunk of metal is unsettling to me.
  10. I’m really not that interesting.  Oh well.  At least I tried 🙂
  11. Anyone else want to try this, go ahead and consider yourself tagged.

“Ascension” Short Fiction Contest at Clarity of Night

It’s contest time again at The Clarity of Night. Regulars of this blog will remember me talking about these contests a lot. I think I’ve entered all but one of the contests Jason has had. I even garnered a coveted 4th place last time with my story Ar’n Man. I told myself I’d be happy with just placing in one of these contests, but I guess I lied. I want First Place! Anyhow, here is a link to the contest announcement The deadline is Wednesday, January 14th.
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Hello 2009

Hey everybody. I’m back. It’s 2009. Welcome to the future. Isn’t the year 2009 supposed to be the future, not the present?

Let’s start this off with a story about my daughter shall we? Yesterday, my daughter, my wife, and I were sitting around my daughter’s little table painting with water colors (the ones where you dip the brush in water and when you put the water on the paper it changes in color).

My daughter, out of nowhere, declares “I want another mommy.” (this was interesting for her to say as I’ve been reading Coraline, in which the titular character has an “other mother”)

“Oh,” I replied. “You want a copy of Mommy?”

“No,” she said with a smile. “I want a mommy with yellow hair. Then Daddy will say ‘Oh boy!'”

My wife and I both laughed and my wife told me I had to write that down. I have no idea where my daughter comes up with these things sometimes.

I mentioned a few blog posts ago that we almost got into a car accident. That happened (almost) on Christmas Eve. It had done quite a bit of freezing rain the night before, but we knew if we waited long enough, driving conditions would improve. So we embarked on our journey to Pittsburgh around 1:00 in the afternoon. It rained heavily the entire three hour drive, and threw in some dense fog for good measure.

About twenty minutes from our destination, a car decided to stop suddenly at a traffic light (still green) just before the tunnels on the Liberty Bridge. The car in front of me managed to stop, but I was fast approaching them. I laid on the brakes as hard as I could, knowing in the back of my mind there was little chance I would be able to avoid hitting the car. Out of reflex, as I was applying the brakes I turned my steering wheel slightly to the right. Luckily, it was enough to avoid an accident.

Well, I guess that’s a good sized post for now. I have so much more to talk about, but I need to start back in to this thing with baby steps.