My editing came to an end Dec. 20, 2012 with twenty-four pages to go and the understanding that I was sending a rough rough draft to my red ink editor. I did not give up, well, I sort of did, as I turned my attention to packing two adults and two toddlers for a two week vacation. We let for an eleven hour drive the very next day and by Christmas I was rocking influenza A. I realized as my husband came and kissed me at midnight to celebrate the new year that I had four days to complete my goal. I called my editor, told her what was going on and she told me to send what I had, so I did.
The roughness of my first novel is bothering me and I am constantly battling the urge to break out the novel and continuing the editing process, however, I am looking forward to the critiques and suggestions that come with the first editing of a novel. So, instead of constantly hounding myself over imperfections, I am doing the next best thing. I am beginning the second novel.
I had always planned to write three novels, not really a trilogy, just planned out the first three novels of the series. After speaking to a friend of mine and discussing the strange theme my first novel took, she convinced me that I was sitting of a powder keg of ideas that would lead to further novels if I took the time to really work on the theme.
So, once again, I am sitting at one of my favorite Starbucks. This time with a chai latte, beginning the beginning of Novel Two ... I still have no working title.
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