|That's What Three Years Gets Ya
||[Dec. 12th, 2006|10:30 pm]
International Bon Vivant and Raconteur
I spent much of this afternoon transcribing a short story into an MSWord file from hardcopy. I'd lost the original file in the Great Computer Cockup of 2005, when I lost quite a few story files, but like the others I still had hardcopy. However, I needed an electronic copy to email people who requested it for Stoker consideration, so I had no choice but to retype the whole damn thing. Luckily, it's pretty short, under 3500 words.
With the pages held up on the plastic paper-holder thingy next to my computer and me touch-typing as fast as I could, glancing quickly between paper and monitor, the whole thing felt very 1950s secretary. All I was missing was a poodle skirt and beehive.
What I didn't count on, though, was having to constantly fight the urge to change things. The story was originally written in 2003 and sold in 2004, but it wasn't published until this year. Because of the objective distance three years can give you, a lot of the prose looked awful to me. I saw so many moments of unrealized potential, so much dialogue I wanted to change so the characters sounded less like automatons, so many actions I wish I'd made clearer or more subtle, I had to resist the temptation to clean it up. Some grammatical choices made me wince too. Apparently, I was semi-colon happy in 2003.
Anyway, that's today's excitement. Enjoy!