lauraanne_gilman: (madness toll)
Progress progresses. Having digested the global comments, and jotted down some possible fixes, I'm now working my way through the nit-picky details, page by page.

[for those of you who've been on the receiving end of one of my letters, you have your revenge, since mam'selle editrix learned from me... this letter feels awfully familiar. Ouch. *grin*)

But back to those global comments, and on deciding which ones to accept, and which to reject, as referenced in my last On Writing post.

Using myself as an Object Lesson (because vague examples, like vague disclaimers, are nobody's friend): In the revision letter, mam'selle editrix made a suggestion about world-building -- specifically, something about the political structure of the world, and would it be possible to do ABC regarding the interaction of my hero's profession and the antagonists' profession.

Well, no. Because the way the world is set up, the separation between them is what [indirectly] creates the scenario that allows for the conflict that triggers the story. So my immediate reaction was "WTF? Did you read this book?"

And that's where, I've found, a lot of beginning (and some established) writers stop. "You didn't get it, you weren't paying attention, you're wrong, I'm not changing that."

Bad writer, no Tim Tam.

After several go-rounds of revision letters (14 novels and counting, OMG) my MO is to mutter, to pace, to mark up the letter with a few pointy comments [using bright red ink is helpful]... and then sleep on it [and anything else that gave me a knee-jerk reaction]. Sometimes you [generic-you, henceforth] decide they had a valid point. More often, you decide that no, the beta/editor/reader was skimming and missed an important detail. That happens to us all, even when we're being careful*. So, you-the-author have two choices:

1. ignore the comment and move on,
2. go back and see if there was any way that you could draw the point forward more, so nobody can possibly miss it.

#1 is tempting, but for the conscientious author, #2 would seem to be the obvious answer...except sometimes making something Too Obvious is worse for the story than being too subtle. It's all case-by-case.

In this particular case, I decided to approach her thought [note: and it was a thought, not an editorial Command. She wasn't saying "this is broken" but "I wonder if you could..."] from a different angle. There were areas throughout the book where the specific issue she addressed was also addressed by the characters, building their own workaround [allies and treaties, etc). Maybe I could draw those instances forward, using how rare those exceptions are in order to emphasize the rule? Something to think about.

But let's return to the original suggestion. Did mam'selle editrix read too quickly, and miss a basic point? Or did the world-building simply not work for her? Was my construction flawed in a way that will fail for others, or am I being appropriately indirect? All possible. In fact, all four are possible at the same time, if you're writing with enough texture and tricksiness. Reader comprehension varies, and you can't nail it for everyone. All you can do is nail it to your own satisfaction.

In the end, I'm not taking her suggestion [which is my right, since it's my name on the byline and my reputation out there in the trenches]. I am, however, thinking about WHY she made that suggestion, and following those thoughts into an exploration of something other than what she originally proposed.

And that, dear readers, is part of what a good editor does. :-)




*in point of fact, mam'selle questioned a name as being of a princeling, when it was in fact identified when introduced as the name of a country. So, it happens....
lauraanne_gilman: (madness toll)
The true goal of an editorial letter isn't to say what's wrong and how to fix it. It's to poke and prod at areas that seem weak, and force the author to come up with the fixes.

example:

Editor: "Joe Biden has the potential to be an awesome character, but I don't feel like he lives up to it as of now."

Author: "Huh. I don't really have anything else for him to do. But I could expand the scene he's in there, to show XYZ. And, huh, yeah, I could add a scene here that shows ABC, which would explain better what he does XYZ and sets up something he'll do during the second term... yeah. Oh, oooo, that would work nicely."

An editorial letter that pokes and prods leaves you feeling bruised... but the overall fitness of the book is much improved for it. :-)

[of course, even the best editorial letter still has bits that leave the author going "um, NO. Did you totally miss the point? Argh." Sometimes that means you didn't establish the point well enough. Sometimes it means La Editor missed the point. ;-)]


warning: if people respond, I may continue my real-time thoughts and gripes on the revision process. So think carefully before you hit 'reply"!
lauraanne_gilman: (madness toll)
I can haz editorial letter for VINEART, which I suppose I should start calling by its actual title now. It is due back 4 February.

*eeeeeks*

All right, we are officially back in Work Hard Mode.

The 10 Stages of Revisions, LAG-style

1. skim letter.
2. print letter out.
3. procrastinate.
4. go over letter with the highlighters of 'easy,' 'okay,' and 'eeek.'
5. go over manuscript with red pen and letter.
6. procrastinate.
7. enter changes into manuscript.
8. read over manuscript again.
9. fix things that got broken while fixing things.
10. hit 'send,' and panic.


I also need to com up with some ideas for cover conference, so they can reject my suggestions. ;-) So... anyone want to tell me what would make YOU pick this book up off the shelves?
lauraanne_gilman: (Default)
Woke this morning at 5:45 to the sound of spinning wheels as someone outside tried to get their car out of the snow and ice they couldn't be bothered with all weekend. Lord, what fools these mortals be!

(hint for those of you new to snowpocalypse: even if you're not going anywhere, occasionally go out, dig out your car, and shift location by a few inches. You'll be thankful when it is time to actually drive anywhere).
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Under the heading of "ah, technology," my second wake-up call came via my phone. Because I am an organized meerkat, I have all my scheduled items gathered in one place. It used to be my Palm software. Now it's Google Calender. And thanks to Google technology, I get an update every morning about what's on-schedule for the day.

All day Mon Dec 22 VINEART 1 due

*hugs manuscript to chest* No! It's not ready! It's still too young to go out there in the scary world! What if the other manuscript pick on it and steal its lunch money?"

On the other hand, let it go be someone else's problem for a while. Yeah. Exactly one year and five days after officially starting writing, and eight months almost exactly after closing the deal.

It's 12 degrees outside, I don't have to leave the apartment today, and there are still some cookies left over. Cookies and tea for breakfast on book-delivery day. Good tradition, that.
lauraanne_gilman: (brain.  hurts.)
Despite distractions (the Met's production of The Damnation of Faust, which yum) we have achieved Story Draft on Vineart War #1. 125,000 words, give or take a typo. Which means it is 30,000 words longer than my norm.

Ow.


At some point, remind me to talk about Faust. I need to be dead now.


EtA: A Crumbs toffee cupcake may seem like a good idea when the brain has punched its timecard and the body is running on dregs. It isn't. I need to remember this.

EtA2:Life: Lived [the '100 things' meme] )
lauraanne_gilman: (almost-there dragon)
This book may not suck.

Whaddayaknow.


(going from writing a first-person female POV contemporary magic-mystery to a 3rd-person 14th-century-ish male POV adventure fantasy has been...interesting. Knowing that I now get to turn around and reverse the process -- and then reverse it again -- makes me wonder WTF I was thinking. Oh well. A solid mental shakeup's good for the soul. Or something.)


(oh, and I get to write a paranormal romance in there, too. Right. No wonder I'm never quite sure whose skin I'm in...)
lauraanne_gilman: (almost-there dragon)
Sitting around last night waiting for my dinner companion, I pulled out my notebook and started playing around with a term in the book I knew I was going to have to replace [because it had all the wrong overtones]. I used the same method I use when coming up with titles, learned during years of packaging meetings (aka 'cover conferences'): I wrote down as many 'trigger words' as I could think of, in order to make my mind seize on one.

magic
retained
blood
spit (spittle)
bones
mage
sperm
condense
vital
(etc)

From the list, ideally, I'd connect and combine and be thus inspired.

While doing that, part of my brain chewed over what it was I needed the term to do -- what load of the story it was supposed to carry. What is the term describing? What does it do? What IS it, on more than a surface level?

That in turn brought me to another question: what does the presence of this term imply/signify about the culture? I thought I knew, but if the term changed, then maybe so did the significance? Words have power, after all...

and just like that I understood something about the culture that I hadn't before, and saw how it tied into the world as it was set up, and the motivations of the characters, and instead of two layers to the story, suddenly I had a third that wouldn't change anything that was done but deepened the motivations -- and the cost -- for doing it. One very large step closer to daylight.

I still don't have that new term, though. :-( That's on the docket for today.



Also, if you ever break a toe and have to get dressed and go outside? Cowboy boots. Spectacular protection.
lauraanne_gilman: (almost-there dragon)
This morning, beeping and clanking of trucks heralded what I thought was going to be another round of roadwork outside my window. Joy. But no -- a flatbed truck of burlap-wrapped trees and a swarm of men in gloves and barn jackets descended and, in short-if-noisy order, had planted young trees all along our curbside.

Mind you, we're not shy of trees around here. But the new kids are more than welcome.


Meanwhile, it's a lovely 45 degrees outside, the steam heat has finished its morning clanking, Vivaldi is playing, the cats are sleeping, I have a pot of tea brewed, a red pen, a yellow highlighter, notecards, and 100 pages of problem manuscript to go through. I just need to 'forget' that it's my own work, be usefully brutal, and we'll be seeing daylight soon....




(meanwhile, it's sort of...depressing? to see how little crime-causing inclination you think I have. Although I suppose it will make for a good defense...)
lauraanne_gilman: (I rawk)
oh! *pets lizard brain, feeds it a cricket*
lauraanne_gilman: (meerkat coffee)
*yelp* Okay, that answered the question of if I could flex my toes yet.... (I'm a toe-flexer when I'm thinking. That's part of why I prefer to go barefoot whenever possible)

So. At 36 hours and counting, the toe is still a pretty shade of blue-black-green, but it's 'only' swollen to about twice its normal size. Yay. Nail remains intact, yay. Hurts like a m**********r, oh yeah. Can walk so long as I put weight only on heel and large toe, yay (cane is optional for short distances, required for anything more).

The general consensus is a simple fracture, for painful values of 'simple.' Amusingly enough, the toe actually looks straighter than it did before....

I will now spare you further updates.
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And now since toe and felines conspire to get me up at this ungodly hour of a holiday morning -- to work. Having triumphed over the Case of the Secondary Plot, I now have to wrangle the Mutating Motivations of the Hero's faux-Mentor....

Again, remembering that I had to do this several times for Staying Dead before the universe completely gelled for me is not making this any easier. This is why we write series books -- because getting everything set up right the first time is HARD. /whinge
lauraanne_gilman: (meerkat coffee)
After a red-ink day (the ongoing teardown and rebuild of Vinart #1, now with Extra! Added! Swearing), it was soothing to switch to blue ink. The contracts for Mustang and Dragon Virus came, and I spent the morning [for my definition of morning, which is 6-10am] going over them (no surprises, but I don't sign legal documents without knowing what's in them) and packing them up for mailing.

There. That's done. Back to the swearing.

[it's always this way with a new universe. You think you know the rules and then suddenly something come into focus and whoa, lookit that, Newton was right and all the laws have to be rewritten! Textbook publishers must've hated Newton]

Oh, and for those who care about such things, pending someone at Pocket going "is not!," we're looking at VINEART WAR, BOOK 1: FLESH AND FIRE.

Assuming I finish the fkcuer in time. Send coffee chocolate towelboys a masseuse and a bottle of bourbon.


Also: am I the only one who has bookmarked change.gov? No, I didn't think so....

Also also: Gail Collins on being Gracious in Victory. Especially funny for those of us who had to put up with Joe Lieberman for any length of time
lauraanne_gilman: (almost-there dragon)
Some people can sit down and write a book from start to finish, and end up satisfied. Not me. I have an outline (DNA?) that tells me what action will happen then, and I can sit down to put the skeleton together from that. But then I have to go back and add on the flesh and sinews and all the other gory details needed to keep that metaphor going. Sometimes it all works out, and the second pass ends with me going "it's aLIVE!" Hard Magic was like that.

Vineart 1? Not so much.

The great thing about writing [the actual act, that is] is that it keeps you humble. You get the flash of "oh, THAT'S why the first half of the book hasn't been making me happy" that makes you feel like a genius... but the other side of that is "duh, anyone with half a brain would have figured that out before you hit the last third of the book..."

Anyway, that's what happened to me lat night, just after I'd closed files for the night. What's great about this is that I not only know how to tweak the first third to do what is needed, but I can move forward with the last third thinking not "man, the ending is stronger than the beginning" but "the ending will give me the ability to make the beginning really kick ass."

I have updated my betas on the evolution, and enlisted them in the process. Hot water has been applied internally and externally, and we are onward into the fray....
lauraanne_gilman: (Default)
I am so tired, an entire platoon of field mice* could tap dance on my ass and I don't think I'd notice. Yay for overwork and stress and insomnia, all wrapped up in one sweet package. But e-mails are being sorted, phone calls made, invoices sent out, and part one of Vineart War 1 has been ripped apart with a sharp red scalpel. I have a character who hasn't quite figured out what his overall role in this storyline is yet, and we need to have a come-to-Jesus about that, soon. Part two is in the holding pen, waiting its turn. First, I have to go to the dentist. Oh, joy.** Still working on that mising payment. I've progressed to an actual person, who is Going To Get Back to Me. I've informed them that I will only wait so long before going to the next step, which involves certified letters, third party involvement, and Bad Press.

Meanwhile, I have been eating so healthy (lots of whole grains and fresh fish) that I've decided I Really Need a thick rare steak. Cooked in extra butter. Mmmmm. Probably not going to happen until Friday at the earliest, though. Can she survive?

I can't imagine how exciting this post is for all of you. /fe


*Day three and no further mousie-sign. We are Hopeful.
** dentists reports no cavities, no new periodontal flare-ups, impacted wisdom tooth still behaving itself, and a lot of coffee stains. Oops. Heh.
lauraanne_gilman: (almost-there dragon)
thought for the day:

Life is uncertain. Hit deadline first.


And a tiny snippet from the WiP: )
lauraanne_gilman: (Default)
Well, this entire morning has been spent putting out brush fires and stomping on troublesome gophers. I now feel the intense need for a nap.

On the plus side, I have Springsteen's "Dublin Live" cd in the player*, and my tension/sinus/allergy headache has been defeated by a combination of high-octane coffee and equally high-octane paracetemol with codeine. So a quick break for lunch and away we go....

Oh, and for those of you who haven't been over to the web site, I have been informed by Mam'selle Editrix that VINEART WAR #1 (new title pending) is scheduled for November 2009. Whooop!

*scurries off to actually, y'know, finish it.*

meanwhile, a nifty little meme to share:how many of the world's metros have YOU ridden? ) Clearly, I need to do some more mass transit traveling. (there are a few I wasn't sure of so erred on the side of modesty)


*yeah, bootleg. it's not like he doesn't get my money eventually...
lauraanne_gilman: (Default)
Spent Sunday afternoon hidden in a downtown bar with a bunch of fellow Giants fans, some early-arriving Jets fans, a few random Redskin fans, and a bunch of very rowdy and enthusiastic Detroit fans who got very very quiet as the game ended. Sorry, guys. But I was rooting against you just because your fight song was so damn annoying. For those of you who don't follow such things -- yeah, the Giants won (41-13).

Mass transit to/from the game: $4
A steak-and-eggs brunch and two pints of Bass -- $35
Being carded by the bouncer: priceless.
Being hit on by a 20-something Jets fan: hysterical.

But now it is Monday, the weekend has been rolled up and put to rest, and I'm back to the desk. And I've realized that trying to balance what the Story needs with the Actual Process of wine-making is making me second-guess the readership for Vineart War. The history/geography/politics/religion I have no trouble messing with -- readers understand second world/sidestep fantasy as not-quite-but-like. But how will people respond to something less malleable -- a scientific process, after all -- as being not-quite-but-like? Especially if they too are fans of the process and the results?

EtA: I'm not (hopefully) talking an infodump, but the details of the process as an ongoing thread within the books)

So, to reduce my headache, I'm actually asking the readership (or you guys, anyway):
[Poll #1259845]

In a different Universe, for those who don't want to wait for their news, there was an update to The Cosa Nostradamus OnLine over the weekend...

Sunday

Aug. 17th, 2008 06:01 pm
lauraanne_gilman: (almost-there dragon)
Shopping! Food! Australian! Book shopping with Australian!

Haven't seen [livejournal.com profile] karenmiller since WFC in Austin, so was good to connect again for lunch (melon and herb soup, and spinach gnocchi with sweet corn, extremely yum) while she's in the city, and neep about things professional and otherwise. And then I was an evil enabling woman and led her to The Strand, where I found a $60 reference book I'd been faunching over a few days ago in a previous edition for $30, plus some other things that will be very useful, and Karen rang up a massive pile o' books that would get shipped home for her. And the economy shall be sending us thank-you notes.

Then I came home and am currently hammering out a few more hours of work. At this point, there are fifteen chapters solidly written, and three in rough format, and another five or so chapters yet to be drafted off the detailed outline. Right now, in the latter half of the book, there' a lot of "get this detail" and "go back and change this to match later events, you moron," but I feel like I have unofficially Achieved Goal, which was to be in exactly this spot of "I need on-site research before I can go further" with the book.

In celebration, a new icon, made for me for my birfday by the fabulous [livejournal.com profile] nycdeb. *squee!*

The week after I return is going to involve a full manuscript printout, and scribbling, and cut-and-pasting from my research journal....

The Vineart War, Book 1. Due 15 December 2008
Zokutou word meterZokutou word meter
70,350 / 100,000
(70.3%)


Shoved between all the rest (and packing!) I'm working on the detailed outline for BONNIE #2: PACK OF LIES, due 1 September (or, y'know, soon as I'm back in time zone again). Book itself isn't due until May 2009, but those deadlines have a pesky way of sneaking up faster than time should move, tricksy bastids. Best to be pr'pared...
lauraanne_gilman: (madness toll)
Is it spamming when you do it to your own journal? Or just being trapped behind the desk for too many hours at a time with your brain set on TYPE?


WEATHER: Wow. A few rolls of thunder for warm-up, a slam that set off car alarms all around the block, and then the deluge fit for Noah to go whoa opens up and washes away anything not already swimming. Seriously. Didn't we just do this yesterday? (except this time I'm not trapped at a wine tasting, oh woes)
[for the first time in my entire life, a flash of lightning actually scared me. hard white light literally filled the office, followed by a hard ice-crack.]

FOOD: I've finally figured out how to make whole wheat pasta taste good. Cook until very dead, toss with olive oil, mix in scraps of lox and sugar-cured bacon, finish with grated grana padano. Nom nom nom. Does the whole wheat cancel out the bacon, healthwise? Also: weird-ass salad of dandelion, arugula, red cabbage, yellow peppers, and feta. Tasty. Does anyone know the significant difference between greek feta and french feta? I can taste a difference but I don't know what or why....

THE WORLD OUTSIDE: In the news, politicians are again being immoral, illegal, and generally disgusting in their claims that They're Not Doing Anything Wrong, Nosir. What say we just outlaw politicians?

WORK: 2900 words so far today. Rollin' rollin'.... Looking for another thousand tonight, 3,850 words for the day, and noting a few places that suggest I'm going to have to back-track on the timeline and shove some things around to keep the pacing tight. Later, that. For now, Hero must meet Future Sidekick. Hijinks ensue.

But first, more caffeine. no more caffeine.
lauraanne_gilman: (Default)
"Anna" seems to have pleased someone at Romantic Times -- she picked up 4 stars for THE NIGHT SERPENT. No text yet... *looks toward the usual RT-enablers with puppy-dog eyes...* Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] a_vogon_poet we have text:

"When bank teller and cat shelter volunteer Lily Malkin helps FBI special agent John T. Patrick track a serial cat killer he's afraid will escalate into slaying humans, the case gets a little strange. Lily realizes that the nightmares that have plagued her for years may be connected to the man who's ritualistically killing male cats. In Anna Leonard's The Night Serpent (4 stars), a myth based in ancient Egypt and strong characters take readers through a plot that's convincingly realistic in spite of its supernatural elements. Lily's nightmare visions are vivid and well-detailed. —Alexandra Kay"

I can live with that -- the review was done as a category romance, not paranormal, apparently. Interesting. (Also, it's Jon T, not John T. A small detail but I just wanted to point it out, for those of you who know the difference between Jonathan and John)

Anna was also Klausnered ("a gripping paranormal suspense thriller") but, well, let's just say the review is typical of Harriet's reinterpretation of plot....
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On the deskfront, VINEART WAR has decided to kick my ass and make me go back and rework a previous chapter, so I'm in negative numbers right now. Excuse me while I mutter in the corner. On the plus side, changing a character's name gave me a sudden insight into their past history, which may or may not be useful in later books. So strange how that can happen... anyone else experience that?
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While I'm otherwise occupied, go read* Justine musing interestingly on the topic of sales, awards, and the slippery slopes of relative starvation (which I am now declaring my phrase for Being A Professional Writer.)

*and then go back and read her post about Jesus playing cricket. My first thought was: "this gives The Ashes/Ash Wednesday a whole new meaning," which just goes to show my brain's been warped forevermore. But y'all knew that already, didn't you?)
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And Pandora seems to have woken up thinking that she's a kitten again. It would be very cute if it wasn't giving Boomer all sorts of ideas, most of which involve pouncing on this romping bundle of fur-and-tail....

And back to it, me.
lauraanne_gilman: (Default)
Yesterday I got in 2200 new words on The Book and, despite Other Life Intrusions, I've hit the 2/3 point of plot, if not word-length. Yay! It's all very very drafty, and since I'm writing the first bones of a new universe, there's stuff that I'm only now discovering that I'll have to go back and dig into/expand upon. But am not displeased with what's going down on the page.

The Vineart War, Book 1. Due 15 December 2008
Zokutou word meterZokutou word meter
59,000 / 100,000
(59.0%)


Meanwhile, Research Trip Planning continues, and I seem to have finally gotten the hang of French Time (it's a lot like Jamaican Time, actually, only without the tropical breeze). I leave in 14 days. Before then, [livejournal.com profile] debg arrives, my dad's birthday needs to be celebrated, and a surprisingly high pile of paperwork needs to be dealt with. Plus I may or may not hear back from several editors about Things Pending.

And I may or may not have a freelance job hit before I go.

(I need more caffeine...)

Also: one bit of nice news I can't actually say anything about yet. Doncha just hate that?


Back to't, now...

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