When Autumn hits, several things happen. Leaves start changing colour, I start drinking hot Ribena, and my friend S.E. Berrow and I get together to have a long weekend of writing.
This Thursday marks the start of our Second Annual Writers’ Retreat. This means 4 days of us being squirreled away somewhere secret (somewhere safe) and writing to our hearts’ content.
I’m hoping for a repeat of last year. It was surprising to see exactly what I could achieve without the distractions of things like my family and the Internet. Lately, I’ve been so focused on editing The Elder Throne that The Winter Court has fallen by the wayside. Now that the editing is done and dusted, this retreat should go a long way to fixing that.
In related news, I’m starting to get ready for my first query. It’s somewhat unsettling to have a book ready to go. There aren’t any more excuses to hide behind, no reasons for why I shouldn’t send it off just yet… the time is nigh. That moment I’ve been working towards since I was seven years’ old is finally here.
So, obviously, I’ll soon be writing a blog post on how best to handle literary rejection.
What on Earth am I wearing? Why is there a teapot on the hob? Why are my walls that ridiculous purple colour?
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You’re wearing the same thing you were wearing in the last cartoon… and the scene came like that and I couldn’t be bothered to change it. You like purple, shhh.
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[…] My last update talked about how I’d finished editing The Elder Throne, and the post before that was me complaining how I couldn’t shave any more words off the novel. Well, ignore both of those, because I just re-edited my novel so thoroughly it felt like shaving a llama. […]
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