Revision Hell

Yes, I’m still in it. It’s really starting to be okay, though. 🙂

The baby boy fell asleep almost the second we walked in the door last night. He was out by 6 pm and so I figured I’d get some work done on The Book From Hell while he slept. Turns out, he slept ALL evening. So I rewrote the first four chapters of the book.

I’m starting to like it better.

After reading through it, I discovered my heroine was not the same one that ended Book 1. So she’s going to need some work. The dialogue needs to be snappier so I’m trying to fix that too. I figured it was easier just to rewrite the thing than to try to edit the thing. So a lot is getting cut and a lot is getting rewritten. And some of it is actually okay.

I emailed my editor late last night and told her I was going to need more time. We both agreed that it would need at least two more rounds of editing. The release date will have to be pushed back, which is disappointing to say the least. BUT…the good news is I won’t be putting out a piece of shit. It’ll be a much better book if I take the time to do this.

And besides, I really don’t want to disappoint the readers who spend their money on the book. 🙂

I fell into bed shortly after 11 and immediately fainted from shear exhaustion. The Man was closing last night and called at around 12:30. He knew he woke me up from the groggy sound of my voice but I insisted on chatting with him. Of course now I can’t even remember what we talked about. haha

The baby woke up at 3:30 this morning – as I expected since he slept all night and didn’t have dinner. He wanted something to drink and something to eat so I gave him a snack and some water and put him back to bed.

Once again I fainted from exhausted. I heard him up early this morning and he came into my room shortly after 8 wanting breakfast. I cooked bacon, sausage and eggs and was thankful for coffee. I’m still tired, but at least I’m not a zombie. 🙂

And now that I don’t have the deadline pressure, I can actually enjoy my weekend. Best Good Friend, Brother and I are going to see 300 tomorrow! OoO! I can’t wait! I get to stare at Gerard Butler in a loincloth for 117 minutes. *drool*

By Michelle

I wish you all could be inside my head. The conversation is sparkling.