…three to go.
The third draft needs to be done by the end of the month. The further I wade into it, the less I’m revising, and the more I’m writing completely new. When I set out on the third draft, I went from third person to first person, and an important event that happened at the end of the book moved to chapter one. Those changes rippled throughout the entire story until I’ve reached the point I’m at now, where most of what I wrote in the second draft just needs to be tossed out and replaced.
It’s going slowly.
Naturally, this would be the time of year when my back decides it’s going to give me more trouble than it has since I first herniated a disc back in 2003. I’ll be spending a lot of time at the chiropractor, the acupuncturist, and the massage therapist. What I won’t be doing a lot of is working out. I don’t like not exercising; it makes me cranky.
This is also the busiest time of the year for us at work. I’ve got two major deadlines breathing down my neck along with an assortment of minor ones that keep biting my heels. We’re also short-staffed, which means that every time I turn around, there’s a fire to be put out. I don’t actually seem to get any work done unless I bring it home.
Which cuts into my writing time.
Cooking? I think that meals in April will consist mainly of frozen pizzas, sandwiches, and takeout. If I’m feeling ambitious, maybe spaghetti.
But the third draft will get done. Oh yes. It will