This morning while I was straightening my hair, I heard a little (slightly muffled) a cappella version of ‘let it go’ going on in the other room.
Sneaking around the corner I spotted a small chubby boy with a jumper stuck over his head. “LET IT GOOO…CAN’T HOLD IT BACK ANY MORE…” he continued struggling to pull the jumper over his crash helmet sized head. Before flinging it off and chucking it on the floor. “The cold never bothered me anyway.”
I love that song.
If I was on local radio, the above couple of paragraphs would be considered a rather weak link into an actual song or feature. Sorry about that, I’m a tad out of practice on the old blogging front.
You see, with the release of ‘Survival of the Ginnest’ happening soon (SOON), I’m still busy working away on my ‘Mothers Ruined’ revisions.
When you get a book deal, especially from a book which has previously been self-published, it is not unusual, in fact I’d go as far as to say it’s to be expected, that your editor will want to make some changes, and dare I say it, improvements.
Some of my friends reactions are indignation on my behalf, however, from somebody who has been through the process of publishing three books on her own, this is something I am relishing. A chance to make my work better, not for me, but for the audience, is huge, and something I’m totally ok with. Well except you know, the actually cutting out parts of the story.
It’s important – so I’ve discovered – in the editing process, to find the ability to cut parts of the story you love, to make it better.
Editing as a whole is usually very therapeutic, especially with the additional support of the professionals. The first three areas that I’ve needed to work on have been fine, enjoyable even. After all, making changes to something you couldn’t change anymore, and realising how much better it is, is satisfying.
However, the next step of editing isn’t just tweaking, it’s major cutting. This is a bit more tricky. As you all probably know, when it comes to cutting, you have to switch off your heart and let it go (SEE WHAT I DID THERE). That part that you remember writing with a glass of wine at 11pm because it just came to you – it is really funny. So funny it actually still makes you laugh the twentieth time you read it. However, it has to go. It slows things down. As does that other scene that you initially thought was pivotal? It’s not actually. Sorry.
*weeps into her nutribullet smoothie*
So with that in mind, I am writing a whole new chapter, condensing three into one. It’s making my stomach flutter with butterflies – both nervous and exciting ones.
Plus, if you set yourself a little goal, it makes becoming ruthless all that much easier. My treats are if it’s in the day (stupid school run) “cut three paragraphs and you can have some spider-man easter egg” and if it’s in the evening “cut three paragraphs you can have another glass of wine.”