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.