My Nitzsche Moment

Isn’t it Nitzsche who said, “Whatever doesn’t kill me makes me stronger?”

As I posted a couple weeks ago, I circulated the rough draft of my novel-in-progress among several friends and colleagues. The feedback that has been trickling back has been very enlightening, often useful, and will probably result in a much, much better book.

However–although most of the readers have overall liked my book and said they’d recommend such a book to friends–the feedback has also been extremely demoralizing and makes me want to crawl under a rock.

Everyone insists that I ditch the prologue, make a couple characters more obnoxious, and alter a particular detail. Add more action! More fun details about the planet. Make the robot even more menacing!

Okay, okay, I get it. If four people are telling me the same thing (so far), I guess I’d better take it seriously.

It’s going to take me a long time to fix all that, plus address various other issues brought up by my invited editors, reviewers, beta readers, whatever you want to call them. Plus, I still haven’t resolved the issue about whether to make the book accessible to a wider audience by limiting my use of Hebrew terms and explaining those used, etc.

I started working at the next draft, but had to stop when my computer died. This was probably a gift from Heaven. I think I need a little break. I was sitting in front of my computer, staring for a couple minutes at the screen, then begining to hyperventilate and twitch.

And I asked for it!

The craziest part is that I would ask for the experience again, because it’ll make me a better writer, and my book will certainly be improved. (Maybe I’ll even sell this one!)

A lot of writers disregard criticism of their “babies” because it’s so painful. But so is childbirth. Literary babies have to develop and grow just like our real children, and after their initial births, you have to spend even more time and effort “educating” them before they can go out and live on their own. Yes, occasionally someone will share an opinion that no one else shares, and you can ignore it. And, yes, criticism should be shared in a respectful way. But if several people who have opinions you trust tell you the same thing, you’d better take notice.

Even if it’s painful.

Inspiration?

So, I finally finished revising my novel on paper (complete with red ink) at some point early last week. However, I was having trouble actually typing the changes into the document. I’m not sure if I was nervous, bored with the project, or what. I kept finding excuses and wasting time, even with friends and relatives asking if I was finished.

And then the incredible happened…
On Friday morning (while my challah dough was rising), I figured that I should price the cost of making copies through both chain print shops and locally-owned ones. I was about to go to a locally-owned one that I’d heard was reliable and competitively priced when I found an online coupon for Staples Print & Copy services. The coupon was good for 30% off of a job that cost at least $30 AND IT WAS GOING TO EXPIRE ON SATURDAY!
Very motivating.
I had the project done by 1:30 and sent it off to the printer electronically before 2 o’clock.
Wow.
I’m very excited, but more than a little freaked out. I already have my new baby in the capable hands of one reader, with a cover sheet for feedback attached (and a stack of post-its). My writing group will, G-d willing, meet later this week. I’ll fork out a couple more copies at that point.
It’s funny how my mind works.

Revision update

I know I set a deadline of Nov. 1st for revising my novel, but I kinda forgot I’d be out of commission during Sukkot. Now, I’m paying the price.
My tush is asleep. My tailbone is rebelling.
I really want to finish by Tuesday night, but I’m finding the chair at my computer so painful (despite yoga and 600 mg ibuprofen every 6 hours), I’m not sure I’m going to make it. Plus, every time I look at what I’ve already written and supposedly revised, I keep finding more things I don’t like. Ugh.
Self-doubt sets in. Maybe it’s no good after all.
I’m going to try to finish, anyway. What if I spend the next 20 years kicking myself about “that novel I wrote, but never finished…”?

And now comes the hard part

I’m preparing to revise the novel-in-progress.

Many bloggers have recommended the “One Pass Method” of Holly Lisle. For details, see: http://hollylisle.com/how-to-revise-a-novel/ which tries to do everything in one fell swoop from beginning to end.

Others suggest a longer process, saying their revisions take longer than writing their first draft. Yikes! Just the idea makes me want to hyperventilate.
I’ll update you on my trevails. I’m taking a breather for a few days and working on other projects.