I'm Done.

Rose,

So I finished my creative thesis, another draft of my novel Life After Martyrs (one thing I can't figure out: is it Life After Martyrs or Life after Martyrs? I figure Kathleen Driskell will tell me which one it is. Since it's the title of my practically finished novel, I almost want to call it LIFE AFTER MARYTRS!!! BITCHES!!! But I'm not sure if that's the best title for a YA novel with serious themes and crossover appeal).

Anyway, I "finished." It's so difficult to know when you're done. I told Robin in my cover letter that even if I wasn't "done," I was DONE. I literally couldn't read through it anymore. It's like when you say the same word over and over again and it just dissolves in your mouth and your tongue gets swollen with it.

But that's always been my problem. Not just with revision--in school, I was always the first person to finish a test or turn in a paper but I absolutely refused to read over my work--but particularly with revision. I know some people talk about loving revision, spending years painstakingly adjusting sentences, but I'm not like that. I write in a fury, I pour myself into it, so when it's done, I'm done.

But it's the story of my life. Here I am at 30 weeks. I'm not done--still another 10 weeks to go--but I'm DONE.




Just imagine how big I'm going to be during residency!

Love,
Kristin

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