Progress report…

December 11th, 2012

I’m making progress on Dancing the Maypole. This evening I finished the second edit of chapter 33. A picture is worth about 100,000 words…

Chapter one through thirty-three...seventeen to go!

Chapter one through thirty-three...only seventeen to go!

The first edit was me going through the whole book with the new editing software (as well as re-writing). Then the Goblin goes through each chapter with red, blue and green pens. The second edit for the first few chapters took days (weeks?). It’s all a hellish blur! For the first month of editing I was working six days a week, but the Goblin (seeing I was starting to lose the plot) counseled me to take the whole weekend off. It helps to have a rest! This gives me time to day dream about other stories, draw, take pictures or watch a movie. The last seventeen chapters shouldn’t take so long.

Some of my favorite shots from my last couple of walks…

The branches of the hedge become a scribbled drawing...

The branches become a scribbled drawing...I see a lady holding a bright diamond

I was trying to get the fence reflected in the water...

I was trying to get the fence reflected in the water and didn't notice the clouds echoed the fence!

I found some ditch water catching the sunlight...

I found some ditch water catching the sunlight...I couldn't resist...I'm all in red...reaching out to drag myself in...ooooohhhh...

This was taken...

This was the end of November. I love the contrast of the fallow field and the playing field.

The last leaves...

Last leaves...

Reflected glory...

Reflected glory...

One ray of light...through two stained glass windows...

I came around the corner and couldn't believe it...one ray of light split by two stain glass windows landing either side of the tombstone...and that faint touch of blood red in the window...lovely!

  1. Sariah Ryland
    December 12th, 2012 at 21:39 | #1

    All your fans are silently cheering you on 🙂 I can’t wait to read it and appreciate the enormous effort it takes to edit.

    Sariah

  2. December 22nd, 2012 at 04:40 | #2

    Dear Santa
    I realize that you are busy this time of year, but I need a favor. When you pass through England, please stop at Cari Hislop’s house and give her mojo and good health for christmas, because all I want for Christmas is her new regency novel!
    I figure this is easier than bringing me that pony I asked for when I was seven (it never showed up) or world peace, so please do your best.
    Love, Emily

  3. Levita Ayala
    January 1st, 2013 at 20:07 | #3

    I hope that you have been making good progress. Writing is a big project that cannot be hurried. When it is done you’ll be all the more pleased. My projects right now have to do with crocheting. I guess I should be glad I’m not writing right now. I started out of story about Schezerahad in 1001 nights about a modern day story teller out of sorts in a world full of television and movies. After writing for about 2 minutes I realized the hero and heroine were known to me… the good thing is that I did not finish the tale. So the jungle man and the runaway girl will never know their ending unless reality deems to finish what I could not bear to write.

  4. January 11th, 2013 at 23:31 | #4

    @Sariah Ryland
    Thank you Sariah! I’m sure those cheers are echoing through the mystic…making me work faster! Almost done now. Five chapters to go!

  5. January 11th, 2013 at 23:39 | #5

    @Emily
    Emily, I SO wish I could have had Dancing the Maypole done before Christmas! I thought we’d blitz through the rest of the book over the Goblin’s holiday (he had eleven days off the day job), but the Goblin was naughty and refused to do any editing. Having caught up with him, I could only sit and wait. That was probably for the best as I got to have a mental rest. I’ve finished two chapters tonight so that leaves only five chapters for the Goblin to edit. Nearly done!

  6. January 12th, 2013 at 00:10 | #6

    @Levita Ayala
    Levita, I’ve been wanting to do some crocheting! I need to buy a hook thingy. All over December I’ve been haunted by the desire to make myself a scarf. I have this silk yarn I found at the charity shop. Once I finish editing (only five chapters to go) I envision sitting down and finally watching Jane Eyre (the BBC 1973 version) which I got for Christmas and crocheting…it will doubtless end up wonky, but if one end is fatter than the other I’ll just wear it like a tie.

    Poor Jungle-man! I wish reality luck!!! Perhaps it’s something in the air. I started a new story about November. I was just writing down an idea when these characters (a father and son) started talking. At first I thought it would have Schezerahad elements (apparently, 1001 Nights was originally published in English for the first time around 1814), but after a few weeks I realized the story had other ideas. You have to feel for that poor lady (if she existed) having to concoct a new tale every night just to stay alive. Terror alone would kill the creative juices! I suspect when the word got out, all local story tellers quietly packed their bags and hitch hiked a passing camel for a ride to anywhere.

    Good luck with all your projects!!!

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