Today I promise you the most incoherent post thus far. In my attempt to fit in work, home-selling prep, critique group and my Revision Smackdown, I stayed up until almost 3 a.m. last night. Work today is going to be awesome.
In terms of the Revision Smackdown, if you look a couple of posts down, you'll see that today I am supposed to be working on chapters 18 and 19. Folks, I was already dabbling in Chapter 19 last night. I can't get too excited though, because these revisions are so freaking rough, I could get a splinter on them. I desperately need to get some distance from this thing, and I'm not just talking about flying 5,437 miles away from my laptop.
If you're a frequent visitor, you may have noticed that the books in my Goodreads Currently Reading widget rarely change. She's been reading Across The Universe for two weeks! Slowest reader ever! Like most of us who are in love with books, I'm actually a very fast reader, but lately I've been denying myself the pleasure. I know, I know: a good writer needs to be reading constantly, but there are only so many hours in a day. By the time I make it to turning on my Kindle, I'm already in bed and I've got about fifteen minutes until my eyes start rolling back in my head.
I am so looking forward to getting away and putting all my spare moments into reading. Reading on planes, reading on trains, reading when all my travel companions are speaking Turkish and I so rudely zone out to catch a few pages on my phone. I've got an ocean of great books waiting on my Kindle, and I'm ready to dive in. I want to freeze my ocean of books into ice blocks and skate on it and melt it in the springtime and drink it! (Bonus points if you can tell me what awesome movie that's from...)
Reading is the best way for me to get some distance from my own voice, to make the words I've written look unfamiliar. Do you find that this is the case for you, too?