So last night, I finished some fairly serious surgical adjustments to the end of Late Eclipses of the Sun, the fourth book in the Chronicles of October Daye. I also processed a huge whacking stack of edits from Brooke, who once again waded into the alligator pond with machete swinging, whistling a happy song. I love my editors so very much sometimes. Most of the time, actually. They're just fabulous people.
An Artificial Night is still with my agent, who's reading it over so that she can suggest any changes before I turn it in to my editor. We figure turning in the first two books of the trilogy six months ahead of deadline means I can be a little more leisurely with book three (and besides, my due date is still more than a year away). Someone asked me yesterday if I was planning to have the entire second trilogy finished by the time the second book came out, and I just looked at them blankly. Of course I do. Duh.
This is the part in revising a book where I really start to fall in love with it again. We haven't found and fixed all the flaws, obviously, or it wouldn't still be in revisions, but most of the major structural damage has been resolved. The porch has been torn down and replaced with something sturdier, we've had the landscapers come in and do the garden, and the plumbing has stopped making that weird clanking noise. It becomes a little bit more like a book with every day that passes.
I'm excited. Because this is made of awesome.
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