So, it’s a week since my Writing Retreat with S.E. Berrow finished for another year. My day job calls (frequently, like a drunk-dialling ex-boyfriend) and another book deadline looms.
On the plus side, I saw a ladybird on my commute the other day. I named her Cheryl.
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.
I’m pleased to announce that I started with 73k+ and finished with… *drumroll*
That’s almost an acceptable word count! (Almost). I clearly waffle too much in first, second and third drafts.
Hopefully I won’t have compromised the quality, but I will let my trusty editor Julie Hutchings be the judge of that.
In the meantime, whilst I cheer Berrow on with her book Salt, I’ll be doing three other things:
- Sending The Elder Throne in for the Bath Children’s Story Competition (done!)
- Finally getting to grips with The Winter Court. The plan is to chain myself to my laptop and bleed words all over my keyboard. #HalloweenFrolics
- Getting my query package – synopsis, covering letters, literary agent/publisher research – ready for December, which I am dubbing the Month of Miracles. Mainly because I’m hoping some kind of related miracle will happen.
A busy time ahead!