I’d better do some blog posting, hadn’t I?
The last two weeks have largely been consumed by editing. As I’ve said, Splinters of Truth is on its way. One story in particular, ‘The Firebird’, has been giving me considerable grief. Progress had been delayed by that most dreaded of creatures, the Editing Raptor.
The Editing Raptor is intelligent, swift and deadly. He can open doors, doors into your self-doubt that allow his pack to enter your mind and attack anything that you thought was cool in the first draft.