Well, since I consider this last rewrite to be work, it's maybe not surprising that I did the procrastination thing big time yesterday. Big time. Found every excuse in the book not to get started.
Finally, around 9:00 PM, I started reading, drinking wine as I went along.
Three things became apparent.
1.) It is work.
2.) Wine doesn't help.
3.) It is completely and utterly necessary.
Along with finding tick-tacky errors I found one lulu of a time discrepancy. It was an easy fix, but it was the kind of thing that would totally throw a reader.
I only got about 40 pages of a 285 book in. I had earlier read the last 6 chapters backward, so I decided that counts too. So I've done about 80 pages of the book.
I just have to put my head down and keep going.
I read it out loud pretending that I was in a library standing in front of an audience. It helps to realize how it might sound to other people.
I have noticed one other problem. On a regular basis there is a dramatic moment, but I don't play them up. Now, I don't like melodrama, but I do think I might be missing some bets -- just a slower leadup, a bigger bang, and then a short aftermath would make those moments more effective.
Something I wouldn't have noticed before being finished and reading the narrative flow of it.
Much of the book flows very well, and there are a few slightly rougher spots. But overall, the first part of the book is deeper and more textured and developed. Hard to believe I could ever have thought the first versions of this book were ready for prime time.
The word flow is due to the book having been gone over so many times, I think.
I'm not going to be able to finish it today, I think. Which pushes it to Friday or Saturday. These deadlines are self-imposed but helpful to getting things done. But I have to remember they are arbitrary. A couple of extra days won't hurt, but an incompletely vetted book certainly would.
So another couple of days of reading out loud to myself, and it should be done.
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