You know the novel I’ve been writing for as long as I’ve been writing this blog? The one with forty-four (44) chapters? The one I’m revising for my agent? I am just beginning chapter 11.
I have a deadline: October 7. Wish me luck. And know that I am never, ever, ever going to revise this book again. Well, that’s not true. If someone buys it, you’d better believe I’ll revise it again for them.
I don’t know if this much effort goes into every book you pick up at a bookstore or if I am just a slow, sucky writer. But this is one big thing I’ve learned about writing a book: that effortless sentence, that flowing paragraph, that interesting, quick aside? If it’s in my book, you can be certain it took me a really long time to get right.
I suppose that’s one of the great pleasures of your first book, though. I mean, if you get lucky and someone wants the next one, usually they want it faster than forever. But I’m hoping with the second one I won’t need forever to get it right.