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Archive for May 17th, 2010

Progress Report, in which I do the math

Finished my rewrite roadmap, and have just barely begun the rewrite proper of Wet Work.

I had hoped, thanks to all the prep work I’d done, to bull right through this thing, to bust out a chapter a day.  Yet I find myself tentative for some reason.  I’m thinking it’s just that I haven’t gotten into the rewrite groove yet, and when I do, things will start to rock and roll.

Either that, or I just don’t really feel like working.  Knowing me, I’d say it’s about a toss-up between them.

The sale of "Right Before Your Very Eyes" to IGMS also gave me occasion to do just a little basic math.  See, since I’ve committed to writing a novel a year, my short story output has, predictably, dropped.  Plummeted, actually.  I’ve written one short story in each of the past three years.  I’ve also been fortunate enough to make several sales over the same period.  I’m actually selling short stories at a faster rate than I’m producing them–which sounds pretty impressive until you realize just how low the numbers are.

That trend is unsustainable.  You’d think I would have figured this out before now, but as I might have mentioned previously, math was never my strong suit.  Just imagine my surprise.

So.  Need to figure out a way to up my short story output.  Check.  But at the moment, I have a novel to rewrite.

Write Club updates:

Tier one bounce from an agent on a novel query, and a nice note from Asimov’s.  Response times, just over a month and about a month and a half, respectively.

Gotta motor . . .