Okay, last weekend I almost took up the novel again. It’s been four months, more than enough time to forget what I was thinking and to view it with fresh eyes.
What I should do is print it out, double-spaced, and mark it up. I don’t know if I’m there yet, though, that would make evident the pacing problems, and I’d rather fix those after I fix consistency and logic problems.
That is even more tempting now that I could lose it all when I turn my back on cable and take up with the fragile glass fiber optic network.
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Had to do it, if only for the chance to compare my version on the left to Jerry’s version on the right.
My copy might look slight, but I say it’s at fighting weight. It isn’t weighed down with all the tobacco molecules. Or adverbs.
I need to pick up a pen and get to work.