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Monthly Archives: June 2018
Got to page 103 with the editing. 209 pages to go.
Thats a third of the way through, give or take: enough for this week. Now I can enjoy the weekend. Might join this fella in chilling out for the next 48 hours:
When I was a kid, my French teacher Mich Archer left teaching. He was a really good guy, better than we deserved in that zoo we called a school, and he changed career to become a carpenter.
Him doing that, leaving an established career to begin a new one, it was one of the few lessons that stayed with me.
It’s four years since I left the day job: I resigned without having another job to go to. But I had a plan. As Philip Henslow says in the movie Shakespeare in Love, ‘It all turns out well,’ and when asked how?, he says, ‘I don’t know. It’s a mystery.’
Took a few days off the editing while I earned some money for the summer – supply teaching don’t pay me for the holidays and I was a bit short – but I’m back on it today and I’m up to page 88.
Almost a third of the way through: the trick is to take my time and do it right, think to myself that this is pretty much what the reader will see when they open the book.
One thing that all my friends have in common is that none of us are football fans. We were all academic failures at school too, but that’s a different story.
One of the most important elements of success in any endeavour is flight time. Wherever you begin on the spectrum of competence, you only improve with practice: the hours you put in are rewarded with improvement.
Another hugely important key to success is commitment. If you commit, doors open.
So, be all in.
Keep on being all in.
England in the summer is a place of bliss. Even sitting in MDs editing on a Sunday evening.
I’ve completed 50 pages of my redraft of Dealer No. 1, using my agent/editor’s notes, so I’m very happy about the pace: 50 pages per week = about 7-8 weeks. Editing is one of my favourite things, and when it’s guided by an editor who is very competent at his job it’s a joy to do.
I still work part-time as an English teacher, but this week’s two days’ work will be mostly officiating students’ seating at the summer Sports Day. On that topic, just spotted one of my year 8s sitting with his family, so I might scarper before he sees me.
My agent sent me back the edited MS of Dealer No. 1. Just got to redraft it and it should be ready to sell to a publisher.
That’s the summer planned, then.
In their never-ending war on satire, our masters in the
Death Star EU have declared war on unsanctioned online use of artwork or images so I’ve had to pull all my blog entries to ensure that I’m not inadvertently breaking the law and in doing so making myself subject to a European Arrest Warrant.
It’s not that Mutti and the Stasi are out to get me in particular, hardly, they’re after bigger fish – democracy, freedom of speech, and the nation state for starters – but if they did decide to focus on me I couldn’t afford a fine and don’t fancy three years on remand in an east European jail while the village magistrate/hotelier/electrician holds out for a larger bribe, or whatever the fourth reich punish people with when they do things they’re not supposed to do.
I need to go through all two and a half thousand blog entries to ensure that no copyrighted material is on display – in the meantime they’re all pulled. All the images you see now are either mine or were designed for me by artists.
But don’t worry, the meme will always get through.
Note: the genius website designer and IT support, Lucas, reckons she can pull all the images without taking the blog entries offline.