Posts Tagged ‘Demetrios’

Why I Don’t Have My Revisions Finished

Thursday, August 13th, 2009

The silence you’ve seen (heard?) from my end is because I have been devoted to working on my revisions since I got back from the west.

Well, I also got a cold and that slowed things down a bit. As did the multitude of electrical storms that had me turning the computer off and on more than I would have liked.

But I’ve been working — and I need to go on record as saying that if anyone ever says to you, an editor for example, that if you just changed one thing in the beginning bit — have the hero say yes instead of no — that won’t be much trouble, it’s just one word, right? Don’t believe them!

Yes, it’s just one word. But the ramifications are, um, vast. Basically it changes everything that happens to some degree for the rest of the book. Which means not only writing about what happens once he says, “yes,” but also what happens after he’s done what he’s agreed to do.

Because, believe me, baby, things are not the same.

I knew that. I knew it when I started. And I wouldn’t have agreed to do it if I hadn’t seen that there was some wisdom in doing it that way. It’s a different angle on the same story, but a stronger angle, perhaps. And that’s all to the good.

But it’s taking time to do right.

And of course I couldn’t get to it because I was busy. And I would post some of the real Extremely Important Reasons I was busy here, but Blogger isn’t uploading pix tonight.

So I’ll do it tomorrow. I hope.

Meanwhile I’m heading back to the book.

Sailing Away

Monday, June 22nd, 2009










I promised you sailboats when Demetrios and Anny left the building.

Enjoy!

I am!

The last gasp

Friday, June 19th, 2009


So I’m up to my neck in chapters that need sorting and some scenes that need writing before I can say this book is done.

I’m intending to get it done by Monday. That means a lot of work between now and then. But after today, which had enough electric storms to do me for the whole summer, I’m hoping for less interruption tomorrow.

Plus The Prof, the eldest son and four of the grandsons are going camping for Father’s Day — a tradition that began a few years ago. They bond over dirt, bugs, sunburn, pain, charred food and other fun things — and I (and the dogs) have the homefront to ourselves.

We are planning a marathon of writing. Wish us luck. If all the boats are in a row come Tuesday morning, you will know that Demetrios and Anny are on their way to England (a heck of a lot faster than they got from Cannes to Santorini)!