author: Nicole J. LeBoeuf

Edit hours are up. Word count has dropped. Scenes have been cut, and new scenes are being written.

I have spent four hours today producing more first draft. Isn't there something wrong with that? There is something wrong with that. I'm afraid this won't be a one-pass anything, not until I manage to produce prose that I can reread later without shuddering.

For now, I figure if I treat each scene like its own little short story, then maybe I can polish the novel one scene at a time and keep from buckling under the weight. But given that I've just rewritten the first two scenes practically from scratch, this revision cycle probably won't be the last.

Drat. Oh well, onward and all that. I put part of one of the new scenes on the Excerpt page, mainly because I was sick of the old one. The new one's pretty klutzy, though. Feel free to point and laugh. I did.