::reels, writhes, faints in coils::
Aug. 31st, 2005 06:20 pmThis draft of The Virtu is done.
(No, I don't know which draft it is; I have completely and utterly lost count. How many holes does it take to fill the Albert Hall? Let's call it n-2 where n = the final draft. That's probably not right either, but it's good enough for government work, and this isn't even a government.)
I have absolutely no fucking idea whether the thing's any good or not. Hell, I don't even know if it makes sense. All I've got at the moment is that it's DONE.
Provisonally.
(One of the nicest things about having a book actually published is that you can't screw around with it any more. Yes, there are things about Mélusine I'd do differently now, but you know what? I can't. I can't second guess myself anymore and fret and whinge and wring my hands and change one word sixteen times. And that is a relief like unto no other.)
But in any event, I don't get to worry at The Virtu anymore until myvictims beta readers have had a chance to read it and tell me what still needs fixing. And that's not perfect, but it's good enough to get by on.
(No, I don't know which draft it is; I have completely and utterly lost count. How many holes does it take to fill the Albert Hall? Let's call it n-2 where n = the final draft. That's probably not right either, but it's good enough for government work, and this isn't even a government.)
I have absolutely no fucking idea whether the thing's any good or not. Hell, I don't even know if it makes sense. All I've got at the moment is that it's DONE.
Provisonally.
(One of the nicest things about having a book actually published is that you can't screw around with it any more. Yes, there are things about Mélusine I'd do differently now, but you know what? I can't. I can't second guess myself anymore and fret and whinge and wring my hands and change one word sixteen times. And that is a relief like unto no other.)
But in any event, I don't get to worry at The Virtu anymore until my