Honest, it is!
Every writing task takes me much longer than I think it will. Here I am, still revising BEFORE THE STORM. I’m rewriting the ending now–it’s technically the same ending, but I’m expanding on it a bit. Or a lot, actually. And writing it in more of an immediate here-and-now way instead of having character A explain what happened to character B. At some point, I really do have to stop working on this book and move on to the sequel!
The mess on the floor is the old manuscript. As I finish making the changes in my computer, I toss–literally, obviously–the old page on the carpet. As of now, I have about 400 old pages littering my floor. The globe is working its way back to the shelf I keep it on. Jet is getting ready to lie down, and Keeper is beneath my desk (behind my chair).
I finished A THOUSAND SPLENDID SUNS and thought it was wonderful. If I get another break in the next day or too, I promise to write more about it. I found it very moving.
Back to revising