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darkemeralds(crossposted on The Breeze At Dawn)
Desperation made me do it. I was getting nowhere editing and finishing Restraint. I'd exhausted mind mapping and oblique strategies and every writing exercise I know, and I just couldn't get my arms around it. It was too big.
So I printed it out. On paper! I went to LazerQuick with a thumb drive and came out a few minutes later with a spiral-bound book inside plain beige covers.
And suddenly I can see the damn thing again. The extraneousness of whole swaths of it are suddenly obvious. The bald spots are suddenly starkly clear. I'm sitting here with a reading light on. With a pen in my hand. It's like...1987!
It's so cool!
Desperation made me do it. I was getting nowhere editing and finishing Restraint. I'd exhausted mind mapping and oblique strategies and every writing exercise I know, and I just couldn't get my arms around it. It was too big.
So I printed it out. On paper! I went to LazerQuick with a thumb drive and came out a few minutes later with a spiral-bound book inside plain beige covers.
And suddenly I can see the damn thing again. The extraneousness of whole swaths of it are suddenly obvious. The bald spots are suddenly starkly clear. I'm sitting here with a reading light on. With a pen in my hand. It's like...1987!
It's so cool!