July 31, 2008
This puts me a week behind schedule. Now, really, this isn't a big deal. I'm not hurting anyone by letting these self-imposed deadlines pass. I'm not breaking anyone's heart or squeezing their soul with my inability to keep on task. I mean, really, my beta readers aren't anxiously watching their inboxes for this little darling. At least, I don't think they are. I hope not!
Still, what if something important was at stake? What if I really had to get the edits done in a week and the type-ins entered by a set date in order to please an editor? What if my inability to meet a simple deadline meant the difference between my future happiness or deep regret?
My only consolation here is that I do work under deadlines at work and at school. I have projects and tasks I must complete in a timely fashion. Amazingly, despite everything, when push comes to shove, I manage to make every single deadline. So there's hope that if the writing ever goes professional, I'll be able to apply the same drive and determination to my manuscripts. Because when the prize is worth the effort, the deadlines suddenly mean a whole lot more.
July 30, 2008
Still. It's hard to judge the pacing when you're focusing on details. It's hard to determine if the the setting has been properly balanced with action and dialogue.
And I'm thinking when I get to the very end I'm going to scratch the last 10-15 pages and work up something new.
Oh what fun editing is!
July 29, 2008
July 23, 2008
If all goes well, there's another couple I would LOVE to ask to join us next year.
But let's get back to this year...
I know the hubby and I are definitely going. We're pulling our camper up to the State Campground, which lucky for us sits right on the inland waterway that almost disects our great State. We'll be able to hop onto the boats from inside the park's small channel without having to worry about launching in the morning and trailering them at night. Perfect!
I plan on taking both cameras. I'll use the Nikon while we're on dry land. The Kodak can go on the boat in a plastic bag. I'll post some pictures here and on Flickr when we get back.
Of course, a weekend full of fun, also means a week's worth of work. I need to pick up the kids from my cousin's house tonight (they had a sleepover), go home and fix dinner, do laundry, pack the camper, get the kids and the old lady dog packed up for Grandma and Grandpa's, and make sure the puppy has everything he'll need for the kennel.
Yes, we're kenneling the little fella. He's still not 100% potty trained. Okay, he's not even 75% potty trained. Considering his inability to understand that peeing and pooping in the house is a BAD thing, the hubby and I don't feel right asking anyone to watch him. Therefore, we're going to pay for him to be kenneled for two (almost three) days.
Oh, and a sidenote on the PoopyPuppy, he had a visit with the groomer yesterday and I'm heartbroken. Let's just say I can't wait for his hair to grow back. If I can get up the courage, I'll try to post a picture post-haircut. He looks so different and not nearly as adorable. The hubby was there when I said I like the shaggy look, so how she ended up SHAVING him is beyond me. ~sob~
Let's not dwell on the tragedy of a haircut gone awry. Let's get back to fun things like boats and bathing suits and booze! Okay, two out of three of those things are fun. The bathing suits..not so much.
July 22, 2008
Another item of interest: I've noticed a couple of characters who are mentioned early on and never make a reappearance. I'm planing on fixing that either by removing them altogether or giving them at least a brief scene or two somewhere else in the story.
The most amazing part of this project is how difficult I find it to stick to pen and paper. The urge to open up the WIP and start fixing things on the computer is INSANE, especially when I know exactly how I'm going to rework a scene.
I have two different major scene fixer-uppers I need to address during the type-in.
- Gabe & Paige's breakup
- Gabe & Rich's morning after scene (that is not what it sounds like!)
My main concern here is that I won't remember how I plan on fixing these things when I get to the type-in. Right now I have vague notes in the margins about how to better deal with both of these situations, but the details are sketchy. I'm going to have to rely on my memory. Scary, I know.
I'm hoping I'll be able to focus tonight and get some more pages behind me. I'd like to start the type-in sometime next week, but our weekend plans might make that an unrealistic goal.
July 17, 2008
And then I knew.
A small but necessary addition to what I already have should resolve the issue to my satisfaction.
How I could have missed the need to put this in the rough draft is beyond me, but missed it I had. I guess that's what makes the revision process so important. It gives you a chance to find those little things you missed the first time around.
Pages Edited So Far: 72
July 16, 2008
I've been busy disinfecting and washing bedding so I really don't have anything worthwhile to mention.
Maybe I'll have something to talk about a bit later...
July 11, 2008
July 10, 2008
- My nephew had surgery yesterday. When I stopped by last night to pick up a change of clothes for his big brother, he was sound asleep and not even our loud chatter could wake him up. This is a good thing. He's going to be sore when the pain meds start to wear off.
- Revisions are not going to so well. Not because I had written total drek, but because I didn't have a chance to focus last night.
- Puppy managed to go almost 2 full days without an accident. Until this morning...
- My youngest will probably lose a fingernail. He somehow managed to slam his fingers in the sliding glass door. I don't know how either, but this is the child who was hurt 4 out of 7 days in Disney. He's also the same child who managed to get a huge sliver in his palm over the 4th of July weekend and screamed bloody murder while we attempted to fish it out.
July 8, 2008
I'm hoping to finish Chapters 3-5 tonight. We'll see how that goes.
I Am Fierce Puppy...Fear Me.
Originally uploaded by Krheiser
He did so good over the holiday weekend. Not a single accident in the camper or his crate. He even slept through the night and didn't wake me up until about 6 o'clock.
Of course, we're pretty sure the amount of ttime he spent outside and AWAKE were major contributing factors here. We took him for walks, let him hang out with the girl dog (his idol) under the picnic tables, and held him. His naps were few and far between during the day.
Of course, all good things must come to an end and we had to come home. And this is where the trouble began.
First, he peed not only in the hubby's beloved truck, but on the seat no less. Hubby was not happy. Furious might even be too mild a word. Amazingly enough, though, he did not snap Cash's neck. The puppy survived his most foolhardy moment EVER.
We get home. He manages to pee outside without any trouble. However, he can't seem to time his bowel movements. One minute he's fine, the next he's crapping on the rug next to the screen door. My youngest boy tells me he was at least scratching at the door before he decided to hell with it and promptly relieved himself.
Fast forward to the next morning. First, he pukes on our bedroom carpet. This is likely due to his habitual eating of EVERYTHING. He's worse than a toddler, I swear. I even cought him eating a worm at one point over the weekend..a nasty, dead worm that smelled so bad I washed my hands twice after fishing it out of his mouth.
So, he puked. Puke happens. It could be worse.
And then it is. Even though the same child tells me he went to the door again, the pup still manages to poo on my living room floor before anyone can race to the door and whip it open to let him out.
On the upside...there haven't been any accidents since. He made it through the evening and this morning before work without messing on my floors.
I'm trying not to get my hopes up, but I think he might be getting the idea. Maybe.
July 7, 2008
Inside the park there's a pond. One end of the pond has been dredged up and made pretty with sand. There's a dock the teenagers can swim out to and a couple of inflatable slides for kids of all ages. Behind the beach is a volleyball pit. Across a small road there's a field where the overly enthusiastic and energized can play baseball or soccer. There's also a rather pitiful mini-golf course and a decent basketball court. A little ways down from these attractions are a series of horseshoe pits and a playground for the little ones. For the frog hunter in your life, there's also a small back pond on the other side of the campground where slimy green friends wait to be captured by little boys with nets.
Since it was the 4th of July weekend there was also a parade. One of my favorite pictures is of my son throwing himself - literally - onto the ground for the candy that was tossed our way. You'd think he was trying to beat a mob of candy-crazed kids to the roadside, but that wasn't the case at all. He was the only kid at our lot, which made every handful his by default. I have no idea what he was thinking when he went airborne...but I'm glad I caught him in midair!
I started reading/editing over the weekend as planned. Chapter One seemed okay. A few minor things here and there.
Chapter Two may be the death of me. Really. I can't believe I made that many mistakes! And on the first page of Chapter Two, even. I'm hoping this is a fluke. I'm hoping the writing evens out and gets more confident as the story shapes up. If not, I'm in for revision hell.
On the up side, I've got a plan. I forgot to include page numbers on my printed copy. At first, this bothered me a great deal. However, after thinking about it for a while, I realized this might work to my benefit. I'm planning on editing the entire book with red pen in hand. When it comes time for the type-in (aka corrections), I'm going to do them from the bottom up. I think by starting at the last page instead of the first, I'll be less tempted to keep playing with things.
I'll let you know how that shapes up..
July 3, 2008
Of course, after I finished the last chapter, I realized I still have one minor thread I need to take care of in the rewrite. I'm going to try to do a quick read-through this weekend while we're at the campground. I should have lots of time. (Or none, depending on a number of variables)
I'm going to be looking for major oopsies, dropped threads, and annoying grammar. I'm not the world's best self-editor, though, so I'm sure my beta readers will still find a fair number of mistakes when I finally hand it over, something I'm very nervous to do. Maybe the read through will reassure me that I haven't written complete drivel? That I properly foreshadowed?
Good gravy, I hope so!