Posted on December 16th, 2010 by annakjarzab
I don’t remember the last time I talked in depth about what’s going on in the writing realm of my life these days, and I’m too lazy to go through the archives to figure it out, so let’s just say it’s been a while? This does not mean, however, that I haven’t been working! In August/September/October, I was busy writing The Opposite of Hallelujah, or rather rewriting it, and then rewriting it again, since I wrote most of the novel last fall while I was waiting on editorial feedback on The Disasterscript Of Which We No Longer Speak. Was that dramatic enough for you? I might be having a dramatic writer day.
Anyway! I got notes from Joanna and Danielle a week ago or so on OoH (or, as we’re calling it in our emails, Hallelujah, because “Ooh!” is sort of a weird acronym), and I plan to really dive into them this weekend, once all the holiday partying and dining and gift buying is over and I have time to really think about how I’m going to dive into this revision. Thankfully, J & D were very positive about this manuscript, and think that all it needs is some fine tuning, mostly having to do with deepening some characters and adding crucial details to the back story. I also have this annoying habit of preferring to let dialogue stand on its own without too much explication from the character about what they’re saying, which I actually do think is important, sometimes, letting the reader interpret things as they will. But my editorial notes usually have a bit about providing more explication for certain things that are said, which I also think is important, but which I nearly always have to go back and add in later. It’s a tic of mine, writing straight dialogue. Maybe I should look into a sideline in script writing/play writing. Just kidding! I don’t need more jobs.
In a way, this is good news; it means the plot is solid and so is the writing, which I think is the main challenge for a lot of writers, and can be a big challenge for me, too. I was lucky in that the plot for this book fell together quite easily in comparison to books that have come before it, and books that are threatening to come after it, all of which were/are huge messy disasterscripts that gave/give me nightmares. But this one emerged pretty organically, which I totally appreciate! But deepening can be it’s own kind of difficult. It’s not just about adding more detail, it’s about adding the right amount and kind of detail to make a character really sing. J & D gave me a great place to start, and more than once I was like, “That’s such a great idea, I never thought of that!” I’m excited to write those parts. But there are parts on which I disagree about certain things, or not absolutely disagree but am not finding the solution to the problem to be particularly easy, and am having a real block. I keep turning little things over in my mind and thinking, how can I do this so that it works for everybody, including myself? In this way, you can agonize over a single scene or paragraph or line of dialogue or sentence or word, even, for days. Fine tuning can sometimes be a lot more work than reworking a narrative, if only because the changes are “smaller” so it’s easier to obsess over them.
Which is why I’m glad I have so much time ahead of me in California to just work. I love going to Chicago for Christmas, and I’m sad not to be doing that this year, but also when I’m Chicago I have a lot of stuff to do, lots of family and friends to visit, lots of activities. In California, I only have a few friends I keep in touch with, like Shannel, who reads this blog (p.s. I’m really excited to see you over the holidays)! And I have no family outside of my immediate family. As you know, all of my hometown close friends all live in New York, so I see them a lot as it is and anyways only Kim is going to be home for Christmas. So there’ll be a lot more breathing room. I actually can spend days hunkered down in my room, or at the kitchen table, with a red pen and a can of Diet Coke, and work diligently without distraction or feeling cramped and crowded, as I usually do in my own apartment.
I’m really looking forward to revising Hallelujah, actually. I do love this book a lot and I’m proud of the way it came together. I can’t wait to tell you guys more about it (like, um, what it’s about), but for some reason I’m becoming more and more superstitious in my old age and I don’t want to say anything about it until my editor gives it the thumbs up. So hopefully that will happen in January and then I can post some kind of synopsis!
Posted on November 5th, 2009 by annakjarzab
Why do I feel as though every blog post has to have some punny or referency title, insofar as that’s possible? “Light me up!”?? Why, Jarzab, why?
Anyway, look what I got in an email yesterday from my editor!
That’s a photo of the cover of All Unquiet Things made into a light box for the Random House booth at the Frankfurt Book Fair last month. Cool, right? (They were setting up when this photo was taken, which is why there are no books on the shelves.) It was so cool of RH to do this, and thanks must go out to sub rights for taking the picture–and my editor for sending it to me.
How’s the book going, you ask? Fine. I’m over 200 pages now, which is what we call progress. I’m also doing something which feels stupid to me now because it’s distracting me from the actual writing of this novel, but will feel smart to me six months from now when I’m revising–I’m writing a short story from the perspective of another character that takes elements of the novel-in-progress and explores them in greater depth than would be natural for the novel-in-progress (this is CH, by the way) given the narrative structure and point of view from which it’s told.
Reasons why this is stupid:
- I’m busy.
- I can only write one thing at a time, so every minute spent writing TGITW (which is the abbreviated title of the short story) is a minute not spent writing CH.
- I’ve imposed a deadline of November 30 on myself w/r/t CH because I will probably get my MB editorial letter this month and because MB was rougher when it went to my editor than AUT was, and it took many months to get AUT to the place where it is now, it will probably take many more months to get MB to the finish line, and I don’t want to leave CH almost-done until February or whatever. No wounded soldiers!
- November 30th is not very far away and there are other things that will probably suck up my time, including but not limited to AUT promotion (such as it is/will be), apartment hunting and moving, Thanksgiving, and my job. I guess that’s a longer way of saying the first thing.
Reasons why this is smart:
- The whole point of writing TGITW is to allow me to have a conversation with a character in CH that I’m still, for some reason, not entirely capable of understanding at this point in the process of writing the novel. I’m hoping that this will change when I’m done with TGITW. I know that TGITW is basically a more sophisticated (in intent, perhaps not in execution) version of the character manifestos which made AUT’s characters so real (in my opinion). So I know from experience that this type of writing is going to help me get into the mind of my character, and I will be grateful to myself later when I am on more solid footing with her.
- Extra content for the website! Except, not for, like, ever. This book isn’t even contracted yet, and TGITW would be total spoiler territory, so it’ll be a while. But still! The me of three years from now will thank the me of today.
In a semi-related note, I think it’s about time I started rolling out some more hidden content. It’s been a while since the last time we added a doll to the site. I’ve got a couple of things up my sleeve, so be sure to check back over the next few months. I’ve also got this ridiculous plan where I will post the character manifesto for the killer in AUT, but it will be password protected, so I’ve got to talk to Eric about how we’re going to do that. It probably won’t go up until the book’s been out for a while, though. Still, I think it’s a pretty cool idea.
Posted on May 5th, 2009 by annakjarzab
As most of my regular readers (hi guys!) already know, All Unquiet Things is set in a town called Empire Valley. EV is in Northern California, and though it doesn’t technically exist, it is an amalgam of the town my parents live in and a few surrounding towns. I was staying with my parents this weekend when I went to Nor Cal for Carmen’s wedding, and we passed something weird a couple of times on the way to the freeway.
Close to my parents house there is this sort of abandoned dead mall with a huge, unused parking lot, and it’s in the process of being torn up. There is also an old house in pieces and on trailers, and my mother told me that they’d recently moved it in, my dad says from the east side of town where they started building brand new McMansions maybe ten years ago. That land all used to be ranches–the whole area used to be ranches, actually, including the hills where my parents live.
One of my first memories of moving into that house (I was sixteen) was that my brother and I took a walk to this cul-de-sac that has a view of the valley, and as we were sitting there talking we could hear cows mooing on the nearby hills. In Illinois, we grew up literally behind a farm, but it didn’t have any animals on it (long, scandalous story involving murder, mayhem, organized crime, drugs, insurance fraud, and animal abuse–I’m not even kidding, you can’t make this stuff up sometimes), so we were a little thrown.
Anyway, my mother told me that the town had bought most of that parking lot and they were moving the house there to build a sort of historical center and park near the old church and cemetery. It reminded me of something I wrote in AUT, a short paragraph about the history of the town and what it meant for a relatively new place like California to put so much emphasis on preserving and displaying its history, that I really, really loved. And then I remembered that my editor had suggested I take it out, because it was the second paragraph of the novel and it was important to launch right into the action of the story on page one. We didn’t need it, so it hit the cutting room floor.
To tell you the truth, I was going to ignore that advice from my editor and keep it, because I thought it was important, but to be accommodating I took it out to see how the paragraph before it and the one after it would feed into each other and just…forgot to put it back in. Because my editor was right. We didn’t need it. The atmosphere of the town was established well enough without it, and it put an extra paragraph between the reader and the start of the action. Its absence didn’t leave a big gaping hole; the page read better and quicker without it.
BUT, it’s one of my favorite paragraphs I’ve ever written, so I’m going to post it here. I know it’s totally out of context and maybe you’ll be like, “Why was she so in love with this?” But I obviously missed it–because I’d forgotten the fact that I’d taken it out in the first place and got sad when I remembered it was permanently excised from the manuscript–so that means something, I think.
The place had a funny air of antiquity about it, the sort you hardly ever associate with California. Empire Valley prided itself on its handful of registered historic places—an old one-room schoolhouse where a local elementary school now stored athletic equipment, a clapboard general store that had been taken over by an evangelical Christian church, a cemetery near the freeway where some members of the Donner party were buried. They were all half-hearted claims to fame, reminders that we were a community with a shared past.
On the theme of revisions, my adorable fellow Tenner, Alexandra Bracken, posted a video describing her revisions process. It’s very similar to mine, to be sure. Suffer through editorial letter, cry about how you suck, start with the small stuff, work up to the big stuff, ditch the ‘tude, realize that you’re not a hack you’re just afraid of being a hack, start to see how the changes you’re making are better than what you had before and revel in that fact, then, happily, finish and think back, “That wasn’t that bad!” Remind yourself never to let revisions upset you again. Receive your next round of revisions, or your revisions on your next book, and forget all about how you can do it, forget about how you are a winner, suffer through your editorial letter, cry about how you suck, lather, rinse, repeat.
MOST importantly: doesn’t Alex have pretty hair? Totes jealy.
Posted on April 15th, 2009 by annakjarzab
Yesterday I went over to Random House after work to visit with my editor and pick up the copy edited manuscript of AUT.
Sorry my bed is unmade. It just seems like so much work to make it (especially with it shoved up against a wall) just to leave the house for ten hours and then mess it back up again when I go to bed.
You can’t tell, but the manuscript has been reformatted into a Courier typeface (or whatever they call it when it looks like it was written on a typewriter) and fun, real-book-like things have been inserted, like a copyright page and a page reading “dedication tk”. I’m a ho-fessional writer now, you guys! There are all kinds of multi-colored markings and queries on the pages and comments on the Post-Its you see there. I’m not exactly sure how it works yet (like, if my editor put a possible solution to a copy editor’s query on a yellow Post-It and I agree with that suggestion, do I just leave it or do I put my own Post-It declaring my agreement?), but I’ll probably figure it out. If I’m unclear about how to do it, I’ll just plaster the margins with little yellow Post-Its of my own. Problem=solved.
In the short letter she wrote me explaining some things, my editor included the text of an email she’d received from the copy editor. It says that she woke up thinking about my book and had a sudden objection to something in the text. First of all, I wasn’t surprised, because this was something I’d contemplated cutting for a few rounds of revisions now and each time I decided not to even though I should’ve followed my gut and gotten rid of it (or at least changed it to be less specific, read: dated) a long time ago. So that was funny, and it will probably get completely excised. Secondly, I love the fact that it woke her up. I’m so lucky to have everybody at Delacorte invested and on board with All Unquiet Things, and I truly appreciate it. Sometimes I think I may have written a good book after all. 🙂
Okay, anyway. I haven’t actually started on my copy edits yet, so I can’t really tell you what that’s like, but I have been doing stuff. My editor mentioned that she was looking around for photographs of bridges that coincided with the way she saw the bridge in AUT and couldn’t find anything, so I promised to see what I could dig up. I came up with the concept of the bridge after seeing a photo on Getty Images about five years ago, but I’d lost it since then because of switching computers and wanted to see if I could find it. Lo and behold, I totally did.
Obviously without the children, though, and Empire Creek is much deeper than this one here (i.e. you could jump into it from the bridge and not break your legs; I doubt that’s possible here). I found a few other images that I’m going to email to her as well. According to this photo’s caption, this bridge is Casselman River Bridge, in Maryland. It has its own state park, which is sort of awesome. I don’t think you can drive over it anymore, though, which is not true of Empire Creek Bridge.
Now, there actually is a bridge in Pleasanton, CA, which is one of the towns I based Empire Valley on. But it is not as picturesque as Casselman River Bridge or Empire Creek Bridge. It looks like this:
There’s even a creek running under it. Take a look:
(These pictures were taken from Google Street View, which is the world’s most amazing yet terrifying invention.)
That bridge also doesn’t have a name, at least not one that I can find, which is sad. It’s also been repainted, I think; I’m pretty sure that it was red the last time I drove over it, which admittedly was a while ago.
One more thing I’ve been doing is preparing HIDDEN! CONTENT! Here’s a sneak peek of that:
That’s the cover of my AUT notebook, several pages of which have now been scanned. It’s actually scary to put the stuff that you scribbled down in your notebook four years ago on the Internet where anybody can see and comment on it. I feel the need to be all “DISCLAIMER: THE PROSE PRESENTED HERE IS HANDWRITTEN AND UNEDITED AND THEREFORE NOT REPRESENTATIVE OF THE QUALITY OF THE PROSE IN THE FINISHED NOVEL (UNLESS YOU THINK IT’S REALLY GOOD, IN WHICH CASE GET READY TO BE WOWED). PLEASE DO NOT FAIL TO READ ALL UNQUIET THINGS ON THE BASIS OF THESE PAGES GOOD DAY TO YOU AND ENJOY.” Or whatever. Maybe less shouty.
Posted on March 13th, 2009 by annakjarzab
This post actually went up last night, but I forgot to put a link to it here. Now I did! Go read it and come back, I’ll wait.
Okay, so I’m officially done with AUT revisions. That is a sweet, sweet thing to be able to write. I sent my revised manuscript to my editor via email on Monday (this was the second round), and God bless her she’d had the whole thing read by Wednesday afternoon, when she emailed me with three questions/clarifications. It took me about fifteen minutes to do those and shoot back an email on Thursday morning, and by the afternoon she’d sent an email saying that the ms was going to copyediting early next week.
Now it’s time to start working on something new…
LOL “working on something new”! Since my editor expressed interest in seeing MB after AUT went to copyedits, and since I told her that MB was “ready” (check out that diction choice–notice I didn’t say “finished” or “done” because I know there’s probably some rough revision time ahead of me), now I have to make sure that it is ready. I mean, I think it is, since I sent it to J in October and she sent me an editorial letter of things to change back and I made most of those changes, but it could still use a once- or twice-over, since I haven’t really worked on it seriously since November. That’s what this weekend is about. And then something new!
The annoying thing about “something new” is that I have two books on the docket (is that the correct usage of the word “docket”? Probs not) and my brain likes to alternate between them as if it expects to work on them at the same time, which, let me tell you, brain, ISN’T GOING TO HAPPEN. Pick a side! For now I’ve been going with it, but that’s going to need to change soon if I want to be at all productive.
Posted on March 9th, 2009 by annakjarzab
What? I am not leaving all the MC Hammer allusions for Josh Berk to just scoop up in put in his blog I mean really now.
So, anyway, last night I finished my revisions for All Unquiet Things. If everything goes as planned, this should be my last round of revisions before copy edits. I sent them off to my editor and my agent, and I’m left here, twiddling my thumbs, eating cheese, and wondering what to post now.
OH I GUESS I’LL POST MY COVER BECAUSE I FINALLY GOT PERMISSION TO DO SO. Pardon the shouting, this is very exciting for me.
I think it’s amazing. When we talked about it months ago, the words “sophisticated” and “arresting” were bandied about, and I think it hits both of those right on the mark. “Beautiful”, “elegant”, and “creepy” are some more things that have been said, but I haven’t heard a peep of dissent about it. Everybody, from my editor to the RH sales department to Joanna to me to my mother, really loves it.
What do YOU think?
Posted on March 3rd, 2009 by annakjarzab
Stress is my eternal enemy. To be honest, I’m not very good about dealing with it. When I was in college, I decided to get a double degree, so I needed forty extra credits to graduate. As a result, I ended up overloading nearly every quarter. Also, I became a huge joiner sophomore year, so by my senior year I had all these external responsibilities. I was a supervisor at my job, in charge of hiring, firing and scheduling my merry band of misfits, second-in-command of our undergraduate literary magazine, an officer in my sorority, a Senior Senator and appropriations committee chair (lots of work, little respect, no compensation), and a member of the peer judicial board. Also, I had friends and a life and ten roommates. My grandmother died that year, and my father had a stroke. Needless to say, I was very, very busy and very, very stressed out, and the fact that I made it through 2004-2005 with my sanity intact is a miracle.
My body, however, did not fair so well. It got to the point where any attempt to relax, even for forty minutes to watch an episode of Law & Order with my roommates, would result in terrible stomach cramps the origin of which are a mystery to me. Forget taking a nap–I would get sick the moment I laid down.
Okay, so I didn’t go to the doctor, because I was sure it was all psychological. And sure enough, the day I graduated all my symptoms went away. I spent the next three years bored, but healthy. And then I got my book deal. And then I started having inconvenient, irritating friend problems. And then it was winter and I got homesick for my family and California. And now I can’t lay down without stomach issues and my shoulders feel as though a great weight is upon them and I wake up after restless sleep feeling twisted and achey. I have got to do something about this.
AUT revisions are stressing me out big time. I feel the pressure to finish them and get on with it, but mostly that’s internal. I’m excited about everything that comes next, so I’m busting my butt to get these revisions done, and I’ve accomplished a good chunk of it–now all I need is to carve out the time necessary to make the last changes. And, actually, I’m felling really great about what I’ve gotten done so far, and I’m pretty sure I know exactly how to fix the rest of the little problems in the MS. It’s just this last final push, when my energy is so low, that’s standing between me and being able to wave a fond farewell to AUT as it makes its way to copy edits.
And, okay, the friend stuff is problematic. This is probably the biggest stresser in my life that I have no control over. It’s coming at a really inopportune time and every attempt to deal with it just makes the situation worse because the cognitive disconnect between me and this person is so great. Generally, I don’t deal with tough interpersonal problems by withdrawing and being distant and withholding my friendship–I like to confront things head-on, fix them, and forget about them–but the situation is such that my only option currently is to shut it down. I’m perfectly happy to discuss issues in the hopes of reaching a satisfactory conclusion, but I’m not prepared to teach somebody how to be a good friend. That’s not my job. We’re all adults, it’s time to act like it. Take what you want and pay for it, says God.
But what I realized yesterday is that as much as AUT has been stressing me out, in so many ways it has saved me. It has given me something to focus on that is productive and satisfying and meaningful. I wrote AUT for many reasons, but one of them is that I was trying to puzzle out what it means to be human, what it means to grow up, what it means to love people, to forgive them, to ask for forgiveness. My characters are not flawless or perfect, and they don’t always mean well, but they are searching for a way to be good, to repair what has been broken to whatever degree it can be repaired. These revisions have given me extra time with them, and it has been so great for me because it reminds me what I value.
So my strategy is this: take lots of deep breaths, have faith in my own principles, and focus on the work*–not only what I can give it, but what I can get from it. Already I feel a little lighter. Confession is good for the soul. Thanks for listening!
*Also, plan a vacation. Cambria and I are buying tickets to London tonight! (I think.) I need a break, even if it’s not going to happen until May.
Posted on March 2nd, 2009 by annakjarzab
Ladies and gentlemen, I had one of the most productive weekends ever. I’m very proud of myself for getting stuff done, because I normally have big plans for my weekends and then I end up sitting in my pajamas all day eating ramen and watching Monk on Hulu (I did that anyway this weekend, but for once I balanced it out).
As you probably already know, finishing my revisions has been the monumental goal in my life for the last week, so Friday I opted not to go out with friends and instead went home to work. I got through about thirty pages, which is respectable, but not great. I also watched some TV on the Internet, because I’m incorrigible, and I finished reading Agatha Christie’s Hallowe’en Party, which was pretty good and I even solved! the! mystery! before Poirot exposed the criminal(s).
On Saturday, my friend/coworker/web designer/brother from another mother, Eric, picked me up and took me to IKEA, because he’s just that awesome. I bought a bookcase and a new dresser (mine is quite literally falling to pieces), plus some knives (IKEA has the best knives, you heard it hear first), some extra plastic utensils, a replacement corkscrew (ours cost $3 at a bodega and is a terrible piece of worthless plastic; the IKEA one cost $2.50 and is an indestructible brushed steel), a couple of document boxes, and two chocolate bars.
Let me opine for a second about the IKEA chocolate bars. My friend Marisa handed me a dollar on Friday and asked me to bring her one. She also said, “Please get one for yourself; you won’t regret it.” I did what she said and I bought two milk chocolate bars, even though I’m not the biggest fan of sweets (I’m much more of a salty/savory person by nature). Guys? I ate the whole thing as soon as I got home. It was delish. Late last year I bought a Cadbury bar at the grocery story, as my once-every-three-months sweet tooth demanded, and it was not very good. I would later discover that the Cadbury brand in the US is actually just Nestle or Hershey’s or whoever owns them–it’s not actual Cadbury chocolate. Gross, right? Well, IKEA tastes just like Cadbury, so I was very gratified. It’ll hold me over until May, when I’m going to England and plan on importing several Cadbury chocolate bars.
On Saturday night I went out to dinner in the Financial District, which, guys? Just don’t do it. This is a little New York advice from me to you. I’ve spent more time in the Financial District than I ever cared to in the year and a half I’ve lived in New York, and other than Trinity Church and some of the old New Amsterdam stuff still around (which is way cool), it’s pretty worthless in the off-hours. I came up from the subway at 9:30 and of course it was dark and deserted and while I didn’t feel unsafe, necessarily, I get really turned around in that neighborhood and it’s just not great. Also, the restaurant was totally empty, which is creeptastic on the weekend at the dinner hour. Then we went to a ridiculous house party at this giant apartment that used to be a nightclub that our friend Kyle’s friend owns; there was a salsa band and Kyle somehow got control of the remote for the projector and put on The Beach (??) and it was PACKED, although we stuck together and didn’t mingle because none of the people were interesting to or interested in us. You can only have a party like that in the Financial District; anywhere else and your neighbors would call the cops in three seconds.
On Sunday I watched like 15 hours of Psych on Hulu, put together my bookcase, rearranged the living room a little, went to Bed, Bath and Beyond and got a bunch of stuff including a vacuum (!!), took out all the garbage and the recylcing in the entire apartment (which was a lot), moved all my books out to the bookcase and now I can finally BREATHE in my bedroom, and cleaned my room a little. I thought that was enough; I was like, “Anna, you don’t have to do any more revisions today, you’re good.” But then I was watching Psych and Friday Night Lights and I just kept going, “One more page, I’ll just work on one more page,” until everything was finished. Finished! Although not quite finished. I still have some flags in the MS of notes I have to go back to, and my editor gave me a one-page editorial letter with some clarifications and I have to make sure all those got taken care of. But the big work is done. And I’m feeling very accomplished.
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Posted on February 26th, 2009 by annakjarzab
- First of all, this, JIC you didn’t catch the reference. I’m not the world’s biggest Flight of the Conchords fan, but this is pretty funny. Also, “Jenny”.
- Second of all, I have a new post up at The A Team. Go read it!
- Third of all, sorry my posts have been kind of lame (although very informational, right?) this week–like I said over at The A Team, I’m in the midst of revising AUT according to a deeply line-edited manuscript I picked up from my editor last week. As a result, I spend all day staring at a computer screen at my day job, then I go home, eat dinner, and spend two or three more hours staring at a computer screen, typing in changes and threatening to kill Microsoft Word’s track changes feature. So, I’m tired and cranky and headachey. But I’m over halfway done, so hopefully I’ll finish this weekend. Next stop for AUT after that: copy edits.
- Fourth of all, I’m 9,176 days old today according to this handy calculator which I found via fellow Tenner Irene Latham. Fun fact!
- Fifth of all, I gave up Diet Coke for Lent. This will not go well.
- Sixth of all, my friend Eric is taking me to IKEA this weekend so I can get a damn bookshelf, which I badly need because, as I told my mom a couple of days ago, all the books in my room are a hazard to my health. I’m pretty sure someday one of the huge stacks I have will topple over and smother me to death. Also, I need a new dresser, because the bottoms are falling out of the drawers in my current dirt cheap IKEA model. Sigh.
- Seventh of all, I’ve been watching a lot of 30 Rock while I work and before bed and so have had two dreams about Liz Lemon recently. In one of them, she and Pete Hornberger were buying a house in my friend Kim’s parents’ neighborhood.
- Eighth of all, Gossip Girl has been renewed for another season! This is such good news! I call for rejoicing in the streets! All men should wear ascots and purple velvet jackets in honor of this truly momentous occasion!
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Posted on February 5th, 2009 by annakjarzab
As for me, I’m feeling pretty good about the work I’m doing. As I mention over at The A Team, I haven’t been doing a whole lot recently, except tweaking MB in preparation to turn it in to my editor. But recently (in the last few days) I’ve switched gears, and now instead of living in MB in my head, I live in GR. I’ve started writing the synopsis and made some big choices about POV and the little details that make a story a story have started to creep in. It’s all very exciting and new and gorgeous and I feel really good about it, which means in about three months I will probably think it’s the worst thing I’ve ever written. So get ready for that!