Hi friends! Just checking in with everyone. I didn't get a whole lot done this week. Re-read through my entire manuscript, highlighting things that I thought needed improvement. Then on Friday I started going though it once more and making those changes. I'm about a 1/3 of the way done now and I'm anticipating having this thing beta ready by Friday. Then its VACATION!!! Yes, I'm going to take 2-3 weeks off and not think about Nikki's Wish at all. I have a couple beta reads lined up and a whole pile of books to read.
On my list:
1.The Sky is Everywhere by Jandy Nelson. I'm actually half way through this and loving it
2.The Sky Always Hears Me and the Hills Don't Mind by Kristin Conn Mills
3.Harmonic Feedback by Tara Kelly
4.The Lighter Side of Light and Death by c.k. Kelly Martin.
5.If I Stay by Gayle Forman
6.Just Listen by Sarah Dessen
7.Stolen by Lucy Christopher
8.and last by definitely not least MOCKINGJAY!! by Suzanne Collins. Yes, I pre-ordered, and yes everything else will probably get pushed aside when it arrives in my mailbox.
8.and last by definitely not least MOCKINGJAY!! by Suzanne Collins. Yes, I pre-ordered, and yes, everything else will probably get pushed aside when it arrives.
I think that should be plenty of reading to tide me over for two weeks, don't you? Since I'm so busy with revisions, I probably won't post a teaser tomorrow. Instead I'm going to give you another before and after snippet from my recent revisions. The new version is again a bit longer, but I think that it's more descriptive and tells something about Nikki's dad that the other version doesn't.
The walk down to the lake was pleasant. The birds chirped their mating songs while a frog croaked nearby. The wind chimes that hung from a nearby tree tinkled an accompaniment. Dad had already put out the dock and his canoe was tied up nearby. He had sold the large boat shortly after Shani’s funeral; I couldn’t have thanked him enough.
Nature beckoned to me as I walked down to the lake - birds chirped, frogs croaked, even the wind chimes that hung from a nearby tree tinkled an accompaniment. The air was moist and the sun kissed the grass as if drinking up its dew.
But further along by the water’s edge, Dad’s canoe was turned on its belly in a perpetual dead man’s float. Seeing it made my secret even harder to contain. I was grateful that Dad had sold the large boat after Shani’s funeral; but his canoe was something that I wanted to see brought back to life.
And thanks to Sam, I would.
So now my big question - how do you celebrate when you're done with revisions? I know I'm not completely done, but this round has been a long time in the making, and I was sort of thinking about including everyone in my celebration. Sooo... as soon as I'm done I'll be doing my first blog giveaway! So be sure to check back at the end of the week - hopefully not any later than that- to see how you can enter.