I sometimes feel exactly how this fledgling house finch looks.
- What am I doing?
- Is this edible?
- Where’s Mom?
Maybe it’s the thunderstorms and fireworks we’ve had all weekend long. I should go out and weed the garden, but the grass is up past my ankles, and it’s far too soggy for that. For today, I’m letting the jungle continue.
Even so, I’ve made a fair amount of progress on the revision this week, and I’m pleased.
The next challenge, of course, is weaving the new scenes back into the narrative. I have a dual-timeline narrative (because I can’t make things easy on myself; I suspect when I stare at the manuscript, I look like the house finch above), and I pulled the two narratives apart to work on each separately.
Always a thrill ride, this writing thing.
Speaking of this writing thing: writers, heads up!
If you don’t already follow the Writer Beware blog, head on over there. This week, Victoria Strauss breaks down clues to spotting an email scam. If you publish your work, eventually you will end up with one (or many) of these in your inbox. Forewarned is forearmed, and all that.
That’s it for this week. Today I plan to read while expressly ignoring the jungle.
Happy Sunday, everyone!
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Congratulations on the writing progress! As for the issue of fitting it into the overarching narrative, I have a hunch that, once you have the bandwidth to look at these scenes again, you’ll find it easy to fit them in. I have faith in you!
After all the heat and then all the rain this week, I’m totally with you on letting the garden do what it will. In fact, I might be willing to let things lapse until the temperatures drop into something reasonable. The 60’s maybe?
Great picture of that baby finch! Is that from your web cam?
Yes, for some reason, the baby finch landed on the hummingbird feeder, which has a motion activated camera.
I’m thinking Sunday for a garden day. I really need to something. Or give up. One or the other.