author: Nicole J. LeBoeuf

I'm afraid the rewrite of "Snowflakes" isn't ready to be submitted today. Haven't even finished the new draft type-in, so I can't even update the word count. Just as well; I really ought to order the latest issue of Farthing before I try to submit. Best practice and all.

Still, slight disappointment. The story was so clear while I was just thinking about it. Once I got into the rewrite, it sorta... muddled. I'd try to address a problem one of the critiques pointed out, and I'd find myself adding like three paragraphs of highly suspect first draft. Then I'd try rewriting something no one else had a problem with, because I didn't know whether I liked it better with the adverbial phrase up front or at the back of the sentence.

And I expect to be able to do this with novels?

Well. I shall be out of town this weekend--going to Seattle mainly for my sister-in-law's housewarming party and additionally to catch up with friends old and new. I'll be heading to the airport in about an hour. For once, I'm not bringing my laptop with me--or my husband's laptop, whatever--so there will be no weekend bloggity. There will be story revision, but it'll be the old fashioned way: pen, ink, paper, print-outs. Hopefully there will be something to submit, somewhere, come Monday.

Ta-ta fer now.