it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken

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young love, i wish you well. shotgun and wedding bell.

On page 132 of The Sea thy Mistress. Added 409 words in between bitching on Twitter that at this point, I can't even remember what happens in this book anymore, I've rewritten it so many times. I no longer have any sense of it as a story: it's just a collection of sentences.

This is the part where art and intuition fail you, and you have to fall back on cold hard craftsmanship, bullheadedness, and grim determination.

I'm not sure if I've more or less rewritten this thing from the ground up four times now, or five, or if this is the ninth or tenth general revision, but suffice it to say, I really never need to see it again after this revision is dead. Because otherwise I suspect I will be joining it.


Meanwhile, unrelated characters are throwing me sex scenes I don't actually have to have written before October of 2010 in a desperate bid to distract me from my wallowing, scathing hatred.

Well, now I have an hour to eat something before I have to saddle up and go climb. But first I have to find the energy to eat.

Tags: this is for posterity, with your draft or on it

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