it has been an odd few weeks, now.
in the midst of my initial rewrite, i received my first substantial crit of about the first half or so of the novel . . . and that sent me spinning back to the start again. a little more focused this time, to be sure (and dipping into scrivener 2’s outlining feature, which i think will be very useful) but it’s always hard to produce new text when i’m at the day job. plus there’s just the long-term weariness of revisiting this or that section again, after 18 months of living with this beast.
i would say i need a break, but i just had a break.
and this is not to mention the short(ish) story that i wrote, got feedback on, and need to revisit . . . or the short(ish) story that is 3/4 written that i need to finish up at last. and then get it critiqued, which means catching up on the critiques i owe people. and then of course revise it.
just thinking about all of this is making me tired. granted it’s wednesday and all.
anyway. i had come up with a schedule that required a bare minimum of 5k revised each week, in order to have this revision done before i’m ready for retirement. last week (no work! hurrah!) i did 20k, despite having a lot of home stuff to take care of. this week i should make the 5k comfortably, though man, is venice ever proving difficult. and it’s venice in an early chapter. early chapters are like that saying about the butterfly that produces a storm: the littlest flapping set up here will snowball and expand as the plot moves ahead, so it has to be exactly the right sort of flapping. very tricky, especially in a city i’ve never been to before.
all of this is taking the long way to say: i feel the need to increase my productivity, though i know i’m not exactly slouching. for the last few years i’ve used as my laptop a dell netbook hacked to run mac os x. (hey, it was cheap, a very necessary thing at the time, and my only mac choices were the first ipad or a thousand-dollar lappy.) it’s been a good little soldier, but every now and then it gets a kernel panic, which makes it a bit risky as a crucible for 18 months of my life . . . and i hate the trackpad and i’m sick of the bulk of the 6-hour battery.
so sitting here beside me is a refurbished ipad. on their way are a keyboard, case, and stylus. and here’s to hoping this will let me move around a bit more sans kernel panic, and thus be able to squeeze a few more precious writing minutes out of each day.
the overall setup is proving a little complicated, especially as the novel is in scrivener which i adore madly and passionately. (and i love me some italics and bold and fancyness and what is up with the no rtf on the ipad apple? really?) but the more i map out the apps and the syncing, the more cautiously excited i feel. this could be a very good thing, especially if the nice stylus gets here before i leave . . . i have a trip coming up, i’m hoping not only to have that lovely writing stretch on the plane but squeeze in a museum trip as well for research. let’s see if i can get away with doing it all on this one little machine.