It is time to revise D. It’s time.
My awesome editor (AE) said I could have a month but that I may not need that long. She’s right—I won’t need a whole month. But I don’t want to rush it either, I want to make this book as good as possible. I’ll be walking around and I’ll see a twelve-year-old girl and I’ll wonder, Would she like this book? I find myself so curious about what the readers might be like—there was this one girl at the library, hounding her mom about books to get. (Her mom wouldn’t let her read Gossip Girl, but the girl didn’t seem that upset, I think she was just asking to see what the answer would be, she was like, Oh that’s not appropriate? Whatevs. And I wondered… would she read my book? would her mom let her get it? I hope this curiosity doesn’t make me start stalking public libraries next fall.) Anyway, as for my imaginary readers, I think I would have liked this book. Way back when, I could see my young self being really into it. She would have devoured it in one day. So I guess I’m writing for myself just as much as I’m writing for other people.
So AE had great comments; she’s really such an ideal editor for me.
So. So it’s time. So there’s some work to do. So it’s Day One, and what am I doing to start revising?
I am enjoying a delicious foamy mocha at the café. I’m not procrastinating—AE told me to! She knows I love them! Then, after the mocha, I’ll dive in…