Today I should finish the revision of the MG Fantasy as it stands now. After unanimous verdicts from the editors (Big Time Editors) who saw the earlier version (love the character, love the setting, love the voice, need more story, need the world more fleshed out), my wonderful agent and I decided not only to revise the original portion, but to continue on with what would have been the second book in the series (changing it from a 5-book arc, to a trilogy).
So after putting it off for as long as I could (and indeed, much longer than I should have), I dove in and spent the last month plumping up the first part of the new book (which was the entire old book), and mentally working out what's going to happen in the second part.
In general, when I finish a book, it's a headlong rush to the end, a rolling down a hill-can't stop sort of thing. This time around, I'm strangely reluctant to finish, and not just because the work is only half done. This MG Fantasy is my 13th book (6 mysteries, 5 knitting books, 1 unpublished mainstream novel), but it's the first fiction that I've written in over 10 years. It's also the only book that I've ever seriously revised- this version, the one that I'm finishing up today, is V4.0. I think I'm not only afraid because I only have the vaguest notion of how to get to where I know this story has to end (nothing new- I always wing it ), but because I truly have no idea if the last two-years of work will ever come to anything, or if this last month made a bit of difference.
But reluctant or not, today I get through to the end of the revisions, and tomorrow I start with new material.
In the meantime...
I back stitched the divider line on the bug shell. I may stitch the antennae too. So far, it's been fun to knit.
Well, I've procrastinated long enough- time to get to work. Wish me luck.