Monday, October 20, 2014

The Revision Process

So my picture book has been A LONG TIME in the making, but it has only been in the last year- make that three months- since I have been working on it seriously. That is to say, since I have taken my dream seriously. I joined a wonderful critique group and have felt "mostly" motivated.
It was not until last week, as I was getting ready for my critique group that I started to think... Every two weeks I print the same 500 word story for review. Everyone else is working on novels of some kind, and every week they provide an exciting, new and different chapter.

Mine is the same story each time, with many of their comments and ideas taken into consideration, then taken out again two weeks later... then possibly added again.
It is very frustrating. And it begs the question- "When is a manuscript ever really finished?"
"When you start changing apples to potatoes," my critique friend informed me.
I guess I am not there yet.

2 comments:

  1. [ live long and prosper - RIP, Leonard ]

    Greetings, earthling! Can't stay long, done gotta git, Paw ...yet, if I'm a sower, we plant the Seed; if I'm an artist, we write the Word:

    I actually saw Seventh-Heaven when we died: you couldn't GET any moe curly, extravagantly-surplus-lush Upstairs when my beautifull, brilliant, bombastic girl passed-away at 17 (God calls U.S. home regardless).

    "Those who are wise will shine as brightly as the expanse of the Heavens, and those who have instructed many in uprightousness, as bright as stars for all eternity"
    -Daniel 12:3

    Here's what the prolific, exquisite GODy sed: 'the more you shall honor Me, the more I shall bless you'
    -the Infant Jesus of Prague.

    Go git'm, girl. You're incredible.
    See you Upstairs...
    I won't be joining'm in da nasty Abyss where Isis lies
    thesuperseedoftime.blogspot.com

    -YOUTHwitheTRUTH

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  2. [ live long and prosper - RIP, Leonard ]

    Greetings, earthling! Can't stay long, done gotta git, Paw ...yet, if I'm a sower, we plant the Seed; if I'm an artist, we write the Word:

    I actually saw Seventh-Heaven when we died: you couldn't GET any moe curly, extravagantly-surplus-lush Upstairs when my beautifull, brilliant, bombastic girl passed-away at 17 (God calls U.S. home regardless).

    "Those who are wise will shine as brightly as the expanse of the Heavens, and those who have instructed many in uprightousness, as bright as stars for all eternity"
    -Daniel 12:3

    Here's what the prolific, exquisite GODy sed: 'the more you shall honor Me, the more I shall bless you'
    -the Infant Jesus of Prague.

    Go git'm, girl. You're incredible.
    See you Upstairs...
    I won't be joining'm in da nasty Abyss where Isis lies
    thesuperseedoftime.blogspot.com

    -YOUTHwitheTRUTH

    ReplyDelete