I love writing. I love doing writing sprints 1k1h's (1,000 word goal written in 1 hour) sprinkled throughout my day. On average I write about 3500 words and 20+ pages a day.
Now it is time to revise what I wrote. Checked for double spacing after periods. Done. Highlighted those nasty prepositions that hate to dangle freely at the end of my sentences. Will fix them as I come to them. Yay go me, I'm gona whip this book into shape...
Not so much. It's two weeks later my 334 page book has become 359 pages and I am only on page 144. Thats not even halfway through revisions! What happened to my momentum? To my joy and excitement that I get to write?
Rules happened, its not play any more, now I have to follow writing rules. That and the fact that I somehow went from writing in first person to writing in 3rd passive voice. Don't know what that is? I didn't either but they make youtube videos for everything. seriously, everything. Last night hubs wanted to know how to butcher a pig (and no I didn't ask why, I know better) but you guessed it - there it was on youtube. But I digress - Basically I went from writing, "Wonder if those shoes are on sale, I'd rock in those boots" to writing "She wondered if that store was having a sale." Yeah, the second one bored me too.
So I am struggling to rewrite my pages as Nano looms. I have ideas to write people. I want to start my new shiny project. I want....
Crap! What I really want is to get published. And that means that I have to "work". So I hope to get to do Nano this year, but only when I finish fixin Bran's story. I left him with no mate, a burning house, and carrying a huge mutant dog in his talons. Poor dragon. He'd probably be much happier if I get him out of that, huh?
