Edit My Face Off

It appears that I have already broken my own blog rules by not posting for an entire week.

Nice, Swenson, real nice. 
I was imprisoned by an evil sapling?

No, no evil sapling to blame. It was writing that kept me from blogging. I have been committed to keeping my Oct 1 deadline to be Done Done with Children of Utrøst.  And boy-howdy is my work cut out for me.

The ending is a big hairy mess which needs rewriting. My villain needs a good dose of evil juice, which is currently bubbling on the back burner, still needs a pinch of unicorn blood. And somehow I must trim my word count so it looks good in a bikini. I am all for a good Brazilian, but I think I've already done all the major clearing and will have to get out the tweezers. (Classy-no?)

Can all this be done by 10/1/11?  Without resulting in this?

Not That Uncommon.

You'll be the first to know.

A week late.

TEN DAYS TO OCTOBER 1!

Comments

Shelley Koon said…
lol - that was a hysterical post - love the waxing refs! Editing - ugh - I feel for you Kate but so exited you are as far into the process as you are - awesome job!
September 21, 2011 at 2:25 PM
Unknown said…
Not blogging in order to finish a novel is noble and wise. Best wishes!
September 21, 2011 at 2:29 PM
F.E. Sewell said…
I need to follow your example and get off the interwebz and go finish my novel. Seriously! That's some good advice.
September 21, 2011 at 5:58 PM
1000th.monkey said…
Hahahaha! ...that was hilarious :) I wish you good luck :D
September 21, 2011 at 7:58 PM
Jess said…
I look like that all of the time. ;)

Good luck with finishing! You can do it!
September 21, 2011 at 10:26 PM
Sarah Tokeley said…
Writing trumps blogging. Every time. Good luck!
September 22, 2011 at 5:14 AM
Anonymous said…
You can do it!! Gooooo, Kate!! Also? This post made me giggle, which I very much appreciate!
September 23, 2011 at 7:10 AM
Bess Weatherby said…
Hey! That's my deadline, too! I'm a chapter away from being done, but the ending is such a mess that I've got to clean it up before I'll feel good about saying, "DONE."

Good luck! I'll be checking back to congratulate you in T-Minus ten days :)
September 23, 2011 at 8:29 AM
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