Opening scenes are HARD to nail. As the days tick by and the contest deadline looms closer, I poke and poke and poke some more. As was the case in February, I’ve had a cold this past week and thus my thinker isn’t very clear. How can it be when I’m constantly blowing all my brain cells out into a soggy kleenex?
Last week (at my mom’s) I did get a few hours of progress on the revision before we began disassembling the apartment and before my most recent round of crits showed up in my inbox. This version is closer, that’s for sure. But it’s not perfect yet. There’s so much that has to go seamlessly into the first few pages it makes my head spin.
I’ll come over with some homemade chicken soup right away.
You just have to take care of yourself because I’ll guarantee that no one will and your demands just will increase.
I’m sorry if I haven’t been by in a long time but I haven’t been by anywhere in a while. I made it a goal to write every day and didn’t do it. But it’s ok because I’m pretty happy with what I have put down.
Sending hugs from IL.
BTW, are you in a critique group? Is anyone helping you?
Valerie Comer says
Thanks, Chris. I’m getting help. The kick in the seat kind, the *here’s a fresh kleenex* kind AND the *let me see what you wrote that’s so terrible* kind.
((((((((((())))))))) Hope you’re feeling better, you.