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The Glamor! Part. . .Whatever
Tuesday, July 21st, 2009 05:27 pmAsyouknowbob, I'm revising Carousel Tides, due at Baen on September 1. The work is going slower than I like, and I feel like I'm getting in my own way more than usual.
There are a couple things feeding into this. A big one is -- the book is cold. By Which I Mean That -- it was written during 2006, partly as a displacement activity (2006 kinda sucked) and partly because I had been wanting to write this novel for years and hadn't had the time. So, I made the time, and Hey, Presto! a book.
Off it went to Madame the Agent, who allowed as how she could represent it, and started sending it around to get rejected, which it did, multiple times. In the meantime, Meisha Merlin officially melted, I captured the day-job, we wrote Fledgling, "Misfits", Duainfey, Saltation, Longeye, Mouse and Dragon, and a half-dozen or so short stories -- lotsa water under the creative bridge, right? And not much of it flowing by way of Archers Beach.
So, it's taking me longer than (I feel like) it should to get back into the world of Kate and Borgan and the trenvay, not to mention the Fantasy Menagerie Carousel.
Now, the book does need revision. It's not a bad book; in fact, I quite like it. But reading it, forcing Steve to read it, and talking it over with him, reveals that there are several things that can be improved, except -- the book is cold, and I'm afraid of my own power. I can change this, but ought I to? So, I dither, and doubt, and vacuum the house, and the work is taking longer than it should.
Sigh.
There are a couple things feeding into this. A big one is -- the book is cold. By Which I Mean That -- it was written during 2006, partly as a displacement activity (2006 kinda sucked) and partly because I had been wanting to write this novel for years and hadn't had the time. So, I made the time, and Hey, Presto! a book.
Off it went to Madame the Agent, who allowed as how she could represent it, and started sending it around to get rejected, which it did, multiple times. In the meantime, Meisha Merlin officially melted, I captured the day-job, we wrote Fledgling, "Misfits", Duainfey, Saltation, Longeye, Mouse and Dragon, and a half-dozen or so short stories -- lotsa water under the creative bridge, right? And not much of it flowing by way of Archers Beach.
So, it's taking me longer than (I feel like) it should to get back into the world of Kate and Borgan and the trenvay, not to mention the Fantasy Menagerie Carousel.
Now, the book does need revision. It's not a bad book; in fact, I quite like it. But reading it, forcing Steve to read it, and talking it over with him, reveals that there are several things that can be improved, except -- the book is cold, and I'm afraid of my own power. I can change this, but ought I to? So, I dither, and doubt, and vacuum the house, and the work is taking longer than it should.
Sigh.
