So I resolved to post a progress report on my writing projects every Wednesday. This one barely makes deadline at 11:38PM EST. I have an excuse. I came down with a pretty bad head cold last week and am still getting back up to 100%. I’ve got my box of tissues stationed by the keyboard.
My manuscript is up to 49.6K words / 194 pages. That may sound like decent progress but here’s the thing. I reached a scene where Richard’s relationship with his angel mentor Rafi takes a critical turn, and it just didn’t read right. I realized I needed to go back and evaluate previous scenes between the two guys. My diagnosis: more rewiting and finetuning. I’m trying to really get into Richard’s head. Kind of frustrating since I thought I knew the guy after almost five months of “living” with him and charting out his life. Oh well. It’s part of the process. This set me back about 50 pages so I’m actually further from the end of my manuscript than I was last week.
But hopefully the story is getting stronger. Next week, I have two full days to devote to writing. I’m hoping my pre-Thanksgiving post will be full of optimism. Right now, Richard is once again immersing himself in psychology texts to figure out how to think like a psychotherapist. But he’s not whiny.
I think, you have a real winner with “angels” – even the cheesey title is primed for bestseller. I really have a good good good feeling about this one Andy.
If I were a stalker of yours – this site would be ideal. I wouldn’t have to stake you out, or go through your trash to see what’s on your mind – merely read your onlne diary. 😉