I've got a great critique group who both nurtures and challenges me to make my current manuscript the best it can be.
I was supposed to spend this morning finishing up the rough draft of chapter 5 but I found myself picking at chapter 3, trying to revise it into perfection. This is dangerous.
Sometimes, I find all kinds of ways to procrastinate: TV, cleaning, work, talking on the phone, complaining on LJ, surfing the Web, etc. This time, my procrastination came through obsessing over 2 paragraphs.
From about 9 a.m. to 11:00 a.m., I wrote 12 new sentences and edited these two paragraphs so much that I ended up with only 4 new sentences of material. That's 2 hours for 4 sentences! Shame on me.
Hopefully, I can stop scratching the itch to edit and just write write write my way through chapter 5. Then, maybe, I can spend the rest of Wednesday (no, wait--that's the Lakers game) or Thursday to edit as needed.
Still, those thoughts of Book #3 aren't far off. I finally received my copy of West Coast Jazz: Modern Jazz in California, 1945-1960 by Ted Gioia, which goes into detail about the history of Central Avenue (which I live off now--Central and 190th Street to be exact). What I've read so far has already given me an idea for the narrator I want to use for this Book #3. My MC (JTM) is actually a secondary character from Book #1, which I've abandoned for the moment.
*Sigh* So many books and stories, so little time.
I was supposed to spend this morning finishing up the rough draft of chapter 5 but I found myself picking at chapter 3, trying to revise it into perfection. This is dangerous.
Sometimes, I find all kinds of ways to procrastinate: TV, cleaning, work, talking on the phone, complaining on LJ, surfing the Web, etc. This time, my procrastination came through obsessing over 2 paragraphs.
From about 9 a.m. to 11:00 a.m., I wrote 12 new sentences and edited these two paragraphs so much that I ended up with only 4 new sentences of material. That's 2 hours for 4 sentences! Shame on me.
Hopefully, I can stop scratching the itch to edit and just write write write my way through chapter 5. Then, maybe, I can spend the rest of Wednesday (no, wait--that's the Lakers game) or Thursday to edit as needed.
Still, those thoughts of Book #3 aren't far off. I finally received my copy of West Coast Jazz: Modern Jazz in California, 1945-1960 by Ted Gioia, which goes into detail about the history of Central Avenue (which I live off now--Central and 190th Street to be exact). What I've read so far has already given me an idea for the narrator I want to use for this Book #3. My MC (JTM) is actually a secondary character from Book #1, which I've abandoned for the moment.
*Sigh* So many books and stories, so little time.
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