Now for the hard work – polishing that baby until it shines and checking for continuity errors, typos, and awaiting the verdict from My Physicist™.
Within a few months (tentative deadline is autumn equinox) I hope the book will be out.
If you’ve not yet read The Sword’s Edge Chronicles, now is a great time to start, not only because you’ll have books one and two plus the prequel to plow through before book three is out, but right now, the first book of the series, Sword’s Edge, is on for $0.99!
(How’s that for a run-on sentence? 😀 )
In order to know what’s going to happen in DW3, I have to know what the bad guys are up to. So here comes the process of getting into the bad guys’ heads. I always despise this part of the process; I feel icky afterwards, like I need a shower.
Does anyone else have a problem with getting inside the minds of their bad guys and having to think like they do?
I am actively working on three books at the moment. The third book in each of my two series, Deuces Wild and Sword’s Edge Chronicles, and also Unlikely Prophet, the prequel to Sword’s Edge, which takes place approximately one thousand years prior.
To peek at progress, you may visit my WIP page.
On this beautiful Easter Sunday, I am blessed with the knowledge that Y’shua lives, and with a gorgeous, sunny day, windows open, birds singing, a gentle breeze wafting through.
I’m also doing a rewrite of what I had thought was a final draft of Children of the Enaisi because a friend mentioned something in her read-through that made me realize I had forgotten to tie up a plot thread from Sword’s Edge. Part of me wants to pull my hair out, part of me is happy because I am writing.
So after a good night’s sleep, and reading some of another author’s work (because that’s how we rest and refill and reset our minds and muse – and it’s C. J. Cherryh, in case you were wondering), I returned to Children of the Enaisi to edit.
And I found a continuity error in the very first scene. A short scene of a mere 323 words. I’d fall out of my chair laughing, but that would hurt this old woman, so I’ll just sit here and chuckle while fixing the silly mess.
139k words. Now to start editing.
I’m sure you’ve heard the expression “Kill your darlings.”
I’m having to do it. I realized a subplot was taking over and messing things up, so I’m taking it out. Lots of fantastic scenes with good lines and some great background I wanted to add in are now gone.
It hurts, but I know the book will be better without it.
So it goes.