I've taken plenty of time away from the first draft. All the people I've asked to read my ms, they've finally gotten back to me with brilliant notes. And now, with fresh eyes and comments in hands, if work really hard on revising my draft, I will have a brilliant book. Brilliant! Epic! Fabulous! A book, anyway.
But I can't do it. I've got a draft printed to mark up, and everyone's comments compiled, and a red pen and I thought I had a stalwart heart, but I can't make myself start to revise. I think I'm afraid I won't revise it right and I'll make it worse. That I will somehow ruin it. Which is ridiculous. I know it is! I still can't make myself start.
So, help! Tell me how you overcome your reluctance to revise. Tell me to cut the whining and get to working. Tell me that everything is going to be okay and I am very pretty. Tell me about your revisions.
But I can't do it. I've got a draft printed to mark up, and everyone's comments compiled, and a red pen and I thought I had a stalwart heart, but I can't make myself start to revise. I think I'm afraid I won't revise it right and I'll make it worse. That I will somehow ruin it. Which is ridiculous. I know it is! I still can't make myself start.
So, help! Tell me how you overcome your reluctance to revise. Tell me to cut the whining and get to working. Tell me that everything is going to be okay and I am very pretty. Tell me about your revisions.