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| Spider, parlor, fly. |
Just like those free shirt boxes you get at Christmas from those big
department stores, I folded.
Completely collapsed in upon myself.
Splat, I’m flat.
*clears throat*
Admittedly, it’s not quite as bad as that. I do, occasionally, lean
towards exaggeration in times of upheaval… yeah, ok, even “upheaval” is a huge
stretch, sorry.
Bottom line: I asked for and received an extension for Writhe
until Monday morning.
Go ahead. Boo. Hiss. Throw that rotten tomato you’ve been saving for
just such an occasion.
Chloe Stowe = failure
*clears throat again*
In actuality, I realize that this isn’t a failure; it is simply a delay
of thirty-six hours. As my publisher at Ravenous Romance told me, they weren’t
going to start work on Writhe until Monday anyhow, so I’m technically
not delaying anything.
But those darn nuts in the backroom of my head are pelting me with some
very nasty accusations. As I am an adult, I have reacted as any adult would….
Sticking my fingers into my ears and “La-la-la”ing until I’m hoarse is a
reaction I’m sure we all agree is appropriate. Meet madness with madness, is
what I always say. *lol*
The main reason I took this step is not because I couldn’t finish the
book in time, but that I’ve decided to restructure Chapters 3 through 5.
As I’ve mentioned (bemoaned, wailed about, whined extensively over)
before, I was going to need to get the chainsaw out to hack out some chunks of
the manuscript just to stay around the 50K mark. Shifting scenes around in
those three chapters allowed me to cut what I needed while, I believe, making
the story have an even more dramatic flow.
As I told my publisher, I want Book One of the “Lion & Steed”
series to be a very strong piece. I want it to lure the reader in until they
can’t back out. (Think: spider, parlor, fly to those, like me, who enjoy a
Mother Goose take on the world... This, of course, is not to call my readers
flies. This is simply a metaphor, simile, analogy-thing. If anybody in this
relationship deserves squishing it is me.)
So, instead of rushing through these changes, I’m giving myself a
little extra time to make these adjustments sing.
This is not a failure.
This is a smart business move.
And if I keep repeating this long enough, maybe me and the nuts in the
backroom will start buying it.
Told you it was going to be one of those kind of days. *smiles*
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
