My purrson is running about flailing her arms and not accomplishing much. I am declaring a time off. About two weeks I think. I think she should lie in the sun on the lawn with her paws in the air, eyes closed, belly sun-drenched.
I expect oysters or at the least, herring as payment for posting her blog for this paws.
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l loved Anne LaMotte’s post on the terrible events of this morning at the showing of the Batman movie. I couldn’t find a ‘share’ button on it so I am posting this instead in hopes that some of you may go and read what she has to say.
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Peaches, fuzzy skinned, gold and red, the smell surrounds you in the orchard right now. Three more days and I believe it will be over. I’m making a pie today, in between harvesting and weeding.
However what’s on my mind is the strange feeling of having finished the first full draft of the horror novel. This was such a different effort from the Nigerian novel, the characters all felt like they lived right down the street. Laughing a bit over the end, for what good is horror without humor? The plot started to reel around under my fingertips out of control and what fun that was! I really can’t tell if it’s good or not, that’s the problem with a fresh bit of work. But I am going to try it out on my agent and see if she runs screaming for the wrong reasons.
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Last two weeks or so I’ve been running through the entire manuscript of Night Must Wait doing a stem to stern edit on it. I thought I’d done so many edits for that story, surely I could just sail through, plucking the occasional typo and feeling good. Well guess again. I ended up recrafting sentences, cutting, cutting and cutting, and sluicing out paragraphs. Even changed a character’s name! Finally hit send the day it was due and now I’m sitting here thinking about horror.
That might seem funny, but I mean it literally. I’m thinking about what makes good horror. What is it, what combination of the mundane, the specific, details like the silvery wrappers of toffee candy, or the chlorine pong from tap water, that brings a horror book to life? The next book I’m wrapping up is science fiction horror and I ‘ve had a great time drafting it. Now however, I’m in the early editing phase that involves lots of fresh writing and creation to flesh out the things I ran past on the first go. Fun, but I want my mind to be working the right way to get this one moving fast and sure.
Forget about catching my breath. Time to go scare myself.
robinwinter 